Dusting and cleaning has become a sentimental day to day activities she has mastered, she hummed to a tune her late mother used to sing to her every night before bedtime stories.
She looks outside, touching the window glass, at the same time, a Mercedes drove by, parking in the open space opposite her house.
A couple stepped out of the car, holding hands, exchanging kisses on the cheeks. She stared at the strangers lovingly, thankful she found James Beckley in her darkest moment, perhaps it's the other way around, he saved her and brought her into the light.
Suddenly she remembers he hasn't called in today. He never stops calling to check on their baby, she looks down to her big bump reminiscing their courting days.
Smilling she rubbed her bump, those memories gave her a reason to believe there are still good men out there in the world, you just need to meet the right one that loves you just the same way you love them or more.
A giggle from them made the curious her to look again at the couple, just at the right time to see him give her a back hug, peppering her with soft kisses wherever his lips could touch.
A small boy fitting the ages of 4 or 5years came running out of the house, the aunt fearing he would fall and get hurt yelled at him to be careful and stop running.
The cheerful kid ignored but screamed daddy...the gentleman paused, that's my boy he said in a deep voice, that will be James and I soon, I say daydreaming but the second his face became visible , my mind went blank for few moments
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