*Delilah*I’d just walked into the office and set my purse and water bottle on my desk. I sat down and felt like I’d just sat on a water balloon. I looked down and started at the puddle on the floor. What had happened?Then it hit me like a brick wall–my water had broken.“My water just broke,” I muttered out loud. Monica happened to be walking by and almost spit out her coffee. “Did I hear you right?” she said, stopping at my desk. I nodded, numb and terrified. I was about to have three babies. The pain I knew was coming was nothing compared to the absolute terror of taking care of them. I was just one person, and there were three of them.She set her mug on my desk, fleeing to her office to grab her purse. She ran back to me and lifted me gently by my elbows. “Grab your purse,” she said softly, and I picked it up along with my water. She led me down the hall and back toward the parking lot.The lawyer I was an assistant to was walking in and looked at us confuse
*Delilah**Five Years Later*“Cody, stop chasing your sister!” I yelled from the kitchen as I heard Flora squeal and Cody laugh. They sounded like a herd of buffalos running through the house.I stirred the noodles as they boiled on the stove. It had been a long week at work, and I wasn’t in the mood for anything fancy. They were having spaghetti whether they liked it or not. Thankfully, they all really liked spaghetti. Kyle sat on the floor, locked into a video game. I limited their screen time, so he was intense when he had the time to play. The games I chose for them were good for his brain too, so I didn’t mind too much. I heard Flora running down the hall, screaming as she came, “No, Cody! Momma said no!”Cody came after her, grinning from ear to ear. He was the kindest and most caring kid, but he needed to learn boundaries.I shot out from behind the corner and snatched him up as Flora ran by. She giggled, he giggled, and I giggled as I held him to my chest.
*Delilah*My chest moved up and down quickly to match my breaths. It had been five years since I’d last seen Andrew, and he was wearing no clothes at that time.That night was almost like a fever dream when I thought about it. If it weren’t for my children, and the mark on my shoulder that never faded, I would’ve thought I’d dreamt it. I’d stopped feeling anything for him once I’d gotten a certain distance away, but now I could feel his longing, his guilt. And I didn’t care about any of it. I hoped he could feel the anger that roiled in my body. From the look on his face, it seemed like he could.But he did his best to hide it, tilting his chin up some and puffing his chest out a little.I scoffed at this, and he sighed. “Delilah.” He locked eyes with me then, and the desire was still evident there. “No,” I said in a whisper-yell. “You don’t get to just show up on my doorstep after five years. I left for many reasons, and you were one of them. I never wanted to see
*Delilah*“What do you mean they’re in danger?” I drank the rest of my soda and tried not to let myself get worked up. I knew he may not even be telling the truth.“Can I sit beside you?” Andrew said, still holding my hand in his.I nodded and scooted over on the porch swing to make room for him.He stood gracefully and sat beside me, his arm touching mine. Despite myself, I felt a sudden bolt of electricity move through my body at his touch. I scooted away, and he moved his arm to rest behind me, but not touching my back. “How much do you know about your past, Delilah?”I turned to look at him, suspicion in my gaze. “Why is my past any of your business?”He sighed and looked back at me. “Look, I don’t expect you to believe everything I say, but can you humor me? Can you just pretend that what I’m telling you is true and that I didn’t reject you? Just pretend I have your best interest at heart, okay?”I clenched my jaw but nodded. “Fine. I don’t know much. My father le
*Delilah*“Is that a yes?”Andrew looked at me with barely contained joy, and I forced myself not to smile. I couldn’t let our bond have an effect on my decision-making. I was doing this for my children, not for me or for him.“I will bring them back on the condition you promise to care for them as I do and protect them with your life. This is about them,” I said, looking at him with all the strength I could muster.I saw a look of pride flash across his eyes and he nodded. “Absolutely. You can all stay at the manor with me and my family.”I started shaking my head before he even finished his sentence. “I don’t want to live with you. They aren’t ready for that, Andrew. You are their father, but that doesn’t mean you have to be their dad.”He looked like he’d been punched in the gut, and I suddenly wished I hadn’t been so harsh with him. Everything had happened so fast. Not even three hours ago, my life had been normal, at least for me. Now, everything had flipped upside
*Delilah*I tried to make sure my mouth stayed firmly closed as I looked around the entryway. We were in a large foyer with dark, hardwood floors. The walls were a stark white with crown moldings and modern fixtures everywhere. It looks spotless, and there were multiple doorways leading into other rooms or down hallways. A massive staircase led to the second story that had white railing going around the entire second floor so you could look down from anywhere and see the bottom floor.The kids didn’t hide their amazement nearly as well as I did.“Wow, this place is like a palace,” Flora said, smiling and probably imagining herself as a princess. She was really into those at the moment. Andrew chuckled and looked at her fondly. “This is your new home, for now anyway.”“Is there a pool?” Cody asked, then his cheeks turned red, and he looked at me. “Sorry, Mom.”We’d been working hard on manners, and I nodded at him, smiling. He was still a kid, and he couldn't be expected
*Kyle*I just finished my toast, and Cody was swinging his around like always–so annoying.Mom was rushing around and dressed weird. She usually wore nice clothes, but today she just looked like she was going to exercise.“Mommy, what are you doing?” I asked. She sighed and then smiled at me. “Well, when you guys go to school, I’m going to go to a kind of school of my own.”“Will you get to have recess?” Flora called through her mouthful of toast.“Don’t talk with your mouth full. And no, I don’t think so.”“Bummer,” Cody said, wiping his hands down his shirt.“Okay guys, everyone ready?” Mom called over her shoulder as she stood at the door. I ran to her, already dressed and with my backpack hanging over both shoulders.I grabbed her hand; this house was huge, and it could be scary. I didn’t want to get lost.Flora and Cody came, dragging their bags behind them and yelling at each other.“Come on, knock it off. We don’t want to all be late on our first day,”
*Delilah*The week had flown by between my lessons with Lenora and the kids’ first week at their new school. There hadn’t been any more incidents, thankfully, and the kids seemed to be making friends and starting to fit in.I was glad to see that my reputation wasn’t bleeding onto them, not with most kids anyway.I tried to stay at the manor. I had no desire to run into anyone I went to school with… or my own family.Andrew had made sure to include us with his family for meals, and I had to admit I felt touched by that. Despite everything I felt for him before coming back, I couldn’t deny that he was trying now. He focused on every one of the kids individually at dinner and tried to connect with them. Kyle was the most reserved around him, but Andrew still managed to pull a smile out of him occasionally.I walked with the kids down the various halls toward the large dining room. It was Friday, and they were buzzing around me like bees. “Mom, did you know turtles breathe