We walk up onto the porch. We all step inside the house. I smile as I see the kids on the floor doing their homework.
I asks, “Hey kiddos how is the homework coming?”
Alexander says, “I can’t wait until summer.”
Clairie says and replies, “You just hate getting up so earlier.”
We all laugh at that, “Ouch I am wound.”
Clairie giggles and rolls her eyes at him as he acts like she had hurt him. He falls onto the floor in front of Clairie. She taps him playfully.
I love hearing their laughter. It warms my heart up to hear the sound. Joc walks up stairs to his bedroom. I walk to my bedroom. I shut the door. I walk to my dresser. I release I breath.
How long before they are back? Will the boys get along with their father? I know Michael would never hurt them. It would be an adjustment for them that is for sure.
I am unsure of what's going to happen. It scares me a little bit I will admit. I just don’t wanna lose them. It surprises me that they are returning to the lands after all this time.
Is Michael coming to claim me? Can he no longer fight desire to claim me as his? I let a shudder run through my body. Will I still surrender to them as I did as a younger girl? So many questions are burning and running through my mind. I have missed them terribly.
I strip out of my day clothes. I slipped on a pair of comfortable leggings and a plain T shirt. I take my hair out of the braid I put in it and give it a good shake. I brush my hair out and redo the braid.
I joined the others back out in the living room. I smile at seeing Alexander still playing like he’s hurt by Clairie.
Seeing them so happy makes me happy. The stress just fades away at seeing them so happy. I am glad that they are their sons. I hope that I can keep my family together after I tell them about the boys. I will admit I am dreading it because I’m scared, they will leave and never return again. It would destroy me if the leave me.
Nicholas asks me, “Are you okay mom?”
I smile and nod my head at him, “Yes, sweetie I am ok.”
He looks at me as is saying silently he doesn’t believe that I am ok. He doesn’t say anything to me. Which I am thankful for.
I smile at him and I tell him, “I am proud of you.”
I asked them, “Who's hungry?”
Claire bird raises her hand and say, “Me momma.”
I walk into the kitchen. I wash my hands. I check on the roast. It is done right on time. I take the lid and set it in the sink. I grab two pot holders. I grab the pot. I lift it up. I walk to the counter. I set the pot onto the counter. I grab my serving bowl.
I pour the roast and veggies into the bowl. I walk to the dining table. I set the table up. Everyone is sitting down. I carry the bowl to the table. I sit it down.
We are eating and talking about each others day. Food is gone. With two growing dragons there is never any leftovers. I smile seeing they are full. They retire to the living room. I clear the table.
I carrying everything to the kitchen. I am humming a song as I wash the dishes. I can’t believe they are coming back. It has been seventeen years since I have seen their father. I wonder if he has change? Does he wonder about me? I smirk as course he wonders about me.
I never have gone to the city to see them. It would be so hard to leave and return home. Plus, I am keeping our sons safe. They don’t have their dragons yet to protect their selves from others. Michael would smell them on me. I know they would protect our sons and me.
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His Sun Her Moon
FantasyIlona has kept a secret away from her sons about their father more importantly about who they really are. Their father has returned for her demanding her surrender to him will she submit to him will their sons have a good relationship with a man tha...