Jason "Is that why you're wanting to divorce my mother? Are you also going to do the same as Joshua and get married again? You’re not going to tell me that you’re already planning a wedding,” I supposed that to my father as if it were a mere joke, but he knew I was taking it seriously. “To tell th
Jason Laura walked over to where my dad and I were standing with a tray of iced coffee. She had a beautiful smile on her face as she walked towards us, as if she were at peace despite everything. “I thought you guys might need a cold drink,” she said with a smile on her face, approaching us with t
Laura The days passed, and things happened gradually. My mother began to show improvement and gradually gained her lucidity back. There were days when she would wake up remembering things from the past, but the next day she would feel lost again. So it was a constant struggle for her to try not to
Laura “The dilation is already favorable for the birth process,” said Dr. Joana, “and in a few minutes we can start. Are you prepared for this, mommy?” She smiled at me expectantly. I smiled in response. “Yes, I am, I’m looking forward to it, actually. I just hope Jason can stay lucid to watch th
Laura “The babies were born healthy as expected, it was a long journey that came to an end today,” Doctor Joana was saying, congratulating Jason and me for attending the birth of the boys. “We also thank you, Joana, for always being so helpful,” Jason said. He was hugging me from behind while he
Laura I took her hand and gently moved closer to the cribs. “It’s okay, Vivian, you don’t need to be afraid.” I encouraged. She smiled at me and looked at the babies with a sweet smile on her face, but then her smile broke, and an expression of surprise and shock came over her. “Ernest…?” She loo
Laura That afternoon, I left my children with their father and went to the prison where Suzy was being held. I had wanted to pay her a visit for a while. It was a beautiful autumn afternoon, the leaves on the trees were turning brown, preparing for the depressing time of winter. To tell the truth,
Laura Suzy was dressed in orange when she accepted my visit to the prison. She looked changed, with some bruises on her face, as if she had gotten into fights, something I didn't doubt because of the way she was aggressive and difficult to deal with. It was quite normal that she would have gotten i