No, this was so wrong, he does not like lillies. He loves sunflowers. He should not be here, all alone, surrounded by those cold flowers, when he had always longed for the warmth of the 'happy flowers' making him smile.
Deep desperation penetrated...
Michael tried his best to get the kids to clean up the mess they had made. It was their little ritual to cook breakfast together, but for some reason, the clean-up afterwards was far less popular than the cooking and eating.
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Paris had tried her best to charm him into letting her out of the chore, and though her determination and persistence had made him smile inside, he gently insisted she do her part.
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Prince had handed Blanket a paper towel and showed him how to wipe down the table while standing on the chair. Ever the responsible big brother, he then kept an eye on him, ready to catch him should the toddlers slip off form his little perch. Michael also stood by, making sure they all made it out of the kitchen alive.
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Focused on ensuring the kids were both responsible and safe, he halfheartedly listened to his mother on the phone. She continued her efforts to persuade him to abandon his plans to live abroad for a while. Well, as much as he loved her and thus hated to disappoint her, he had just bought this huge house and felt it was best the put some time and space between him and his former life here in the States. Too many reminders...too much pain.
"Michael, I really think you should rethink this. We finally got to know the children better and they have bonded with the family. Don't do this. Don't run away."
