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Just like every other year, Christmas arrived punctual as usual and with it, came the joy of celebrating with the most cherished ones. Louis had always loved decorating the house, getting the perfect presents for everyone and sending cards out to his grandparents, and this year had been no exception. It was now Christmas Eve; over the years I had become a deeply religious person and I was counting down the hours left till the Savior would be born again. I was waiting for the butternut soup to reheat before I could add the apple croutons. The kitchen smelt delicious; the sweet scent of the caramelized sugar was invading my nostrils and it brought great pleasure to my hungry tummy. I poured myself a glass of red wine and smiled softly to myself as I watched the gentle snowflakes fall on my beautiful sunflowers. They might have looked dead to the eye of any passerby but I knew they were only waiting for spring to come back; so that they could brighten the world with their magnificent yellow petals.
A child's laughter could be heard from the living room; Louis and little May were upstairs playing together. After five excruciating long years, hundreds of papers signed and a hella of a lot of nights passed awake praying the gods Tara and Jai had become parents. The first time Tara and Jai met May she was only three years old; she came from an extreme background of neglect and violent physical abuse, it only took them a fraction of a second to fall in love with her. She had long black eyes that resembled the ones of a cat and she had the most beautiful smile that could even tug at the heartstrings of the cruelest man on the planet.
John was yet to come back from the office; in the last few days he had been working on an important investigation but it wasn't like him to be late for dinner. Saying I wasn't worried would be a lie; with time I had learnt that being the wife of a police officer wasn't the most relaxing of jobs. Whenever he was late my heart beat would accelerate and my cheeks would redden; my whole body would be on alert, scared something bad had happened to him. Other times ghosts of the past would come back to haunt me and I would be worried for entirely different reasons. After John had broken things off with Jannet things hadn't been easy but we had tried to get through them together. Trust wasn't an easy thing to regain for either one of us; once you break something like that it's ten times harder to get it back. Don't get me wrong; I do trust John but sometimes it's easy to fall back into old habits and a weak heart is easily tricked."I'm sure that handsome husband of yours will be here before that delicious soup is even done" whispered my sweet sister in my ear.
I was so glad Tara was here with me; over the year the crazy girl had been a constant rock of support and wisdom in my life. She always knew the right thing to say and I would have been lost without her.
I turned around and hugged her tight, "I know, but you know how I get, sometimes I worry for no reason"
"Honey, after everything you've been through it's perfectly understandable to feel the way you do"
I smiled at her and thanked God once more for blessing me with such a wonderful family.
"So, tell me, how is May getting on?"
"Oh my gosh, I forgot to tell you. The other day we were walking home after school and on the street there was this man playing the cello. May was adamant that we stop; she made me listen to every single song. The day after I brought her to a lesson; she absolutely loves it, every time she plays you can see her eyes light up."
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