 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Morgan was inclined to agree: they were bestie cousins, along with his brother. He suddenly wished his twin was here too, enjoying the cookies and participating in this little adventure of playing with all these toys. There were so many! Judith always had a lot of them. Not that Mor was deprived of them at his own home; it was just that he felt drawn more to puzzles, books and… “BOCKS!” Blocks, that is. He grabbed the bucket containing them and plopped himself on the floor. What to build?
This was just like old times. By that, Jude meant when he and Keighley were younger and without any adult responsibilities. He basked in the deliciousness of the sweet beverage. It was just the way he liked it, as Keigh knew since she always made it to perfection. “We can wish it, but it’ll never happen, sadly. It seems like just the other day they both were babies.” His twins had been born prematurely, which had been a stressful time for him and Davet. Thankfully, the little ones had pulled through. “I guess that’s the best part of them growing up, we get to see what choices they make.” |