Chapter One Hundred and Fifty

Lucas tenderly wiped the tear away,

‘S’il te plaît, ne pleure pas maman, si tu vas mieux maintenant, nous pouvons jouer et nous amuser.’ [Please don’t cry Mama, if you are better now, we can play and have fun.]

He smiled so warm and full of love, so forgiving and all the barriers she had surrounding her heart shattered into a million pieces and she held out her arms.

‘My son.’

She whispered letting her maternal instincts flood her soul and Lucas did not hesitate to jump off the ledge with a giggle he wrapped his small arms around her neck.

‘Mama, Mama.’

He shouted exuberantly as she planted loving kisses all over his face, tears of love running down her cheeks as she set him back on the ledge and climbed nimbly up beside him,

‘Faites la course jusqu’au toboggan.’ [Race you to the slide.]

She whispered into his ear and Lucas squealed with delight before racing off toward it with her close on his heels, the Nanny, who had watched the whole exchange with baited breath, quickly pulled out