In the wee hours of the noon, the both future young parents were playing cards, whilst the scintillating sun rays penetrated through the widely opened kitchen window, bathing the room in bright sun light and their epidermises in balmy barrier light, guarding them from the cool climate. Samuel and Susan were currently seating on the dining table, sharing lukewarm, fresh lemonades as the older woman held variety of cards.
In the interim, the radio was plugged and playing entertaining, elating song, giving heavenly blissful vibes to the both young adults, swimming in the background and encircling the one-story cabin.
"I'll never let you see! The way my broken heart is hurting me! I've got my pride and I know how to hide! All the sorrow and pain! I'll do my crying in the rain If I wait for cloudy skies!" The recent song that was playing on the radio was Crying in the rain by Everly Brothers as the vocalist's eloquent voice accentuated on the lyrics, whereas the vintage guitar interweaved with the vocalist's chant.
"It's yar turn, Sam!" The black-haired lady evoked out as she couldn't suppress snicker, a vile, smug grin swaying across her lips, transfixing her orbs to her cards as in the corner of her eye between her cards and Samuel, she could observe what kind of a card he's going to gather at last.
"Oh, yeah! I know, Sue!" The younger man said in scoffing manner as his lip curled, throughout his mammoth, pale as ghost hand reached for the unflipped yet card, turning it until he came to the conclusion it wasn't suitable for his match and placing it in the pile of already turned cards. "I'm eager to go to the doctor again and discover our little precious's gender eventually."
"So as I!" The former serial killer mumbled, thrumming melodious tune to herself, supervising her husband's impending step in the game.
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2 hours after the juvenile couple has finished with their breakfast, they dressed up themselves in casual, nevertheless, outdoor outfits as they took with themselves Charlotte, who was currently nestled in her mother's secure, doting embrace while wandering around the streets of Los Olivos nigh the hotel.
The silver-tongued symphony of the chirping birds in the wee hours of the afternoon sailed in the background, whereas the vibrant sun rays stroke gently Kit, Odette and Charlotte's exposed milky as snow skins, saturating them.
The sky was as lucid as recently dusted oak wood furniture which hasn't been dusted for weeks, left to be desolated and most of all, the thick layer of dust, blanketing it. Scarcely any cloud boated in the pale azure sky, allowing to diminish its sun's saturation in the vacuum.
The fresh, clean air was another beneficial, enticing addition to the remarkable honeymoon's ambience, purifying the juvenile parents and their five-month-old baby daughter.
"I'm still wondering if it's a great idea Cher to interract with her own peers." Kit clarified plainly as one of his strong, muscular arms was dangled around his wife shoulder, wearing a coy, serene smile across his lips.
"Kit, of course, it's a great idea! She's five months old only and it will help her as well even if it's not ultimate unlike the toddlers." The juvenile singer muttered as her lip curled, clearing her throat after her exclaimation, rocking gingerly, lightly her baby daughter, whereas her big hazelish-sapphire pools, fueled with sheer innocence, love and warmness were gawking absently behind her mother and father's surroundings, encompassing them. "Ya think isolating her from her own peers is the better idea? Go for it!" The brunette kept on with her utterance wrily, arching an eyebrow reluctantly.
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Orphan in Limbo
RomanceThe eighteen-year-old orphan, Odette Beatrix Martin Howard, was known for her talent for singing, in order to numb the pain of her past, where she emerged from the demon's ruins to improve herself as a person. One day, she's committed as a patient i...
