She had to find out why the government hid her father's sudden disappearance years ago for her mother's own sanity. Nakia Foss comes across her father's plans to build a real time machine.
He has disappeared on them back when she was only seven year...
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I look around the little nursery. I had to get a few things in here. We were taking Kindra over to meet everyone over at the station downtown. I could hardly wait for everyone to meet little Kindra. 'hard to think that this little room once had been my room. It was Michael's guest room.
Where I had come to stay. Now it was our daughters It was my home. With Michael. I never thought that I would be married to him with a child. But we had our own little family.
I was so blessed. I smile.
"Sweetheart are you ready? I have Kindra all ready to go" Michael calls downstairs for me.
"I am coming! I got Kindra some more onesies. That way we are prepared for anything" I call back. I grab the clothing then rush downstairs to Michael and Kindra.
Michael places Kindra in the backseat of our car. Then I get in the back with the baby. We head off to our first meet and greet. Kindra's first outing. I was going to have to make sure to log this in Kindra's baby book. That way we could remember this moment for her.
"Everything alright back there?" Michael asks me.
He glances back at me and smiles.
"A-okay" I promise him.
"Good" he agrees.
We pull into the studio lot finally. And then Michael parks the car. He helps me get the baby out. He carries her. I take the diaper bag. I knew Michael wanted to show off the little one. He had every right to be proud. I was proud of her to. She was our bundle of joy. We walk into the set and they were hard at work. The director smiles over at us then keeps working while we wait to greet the others.
Soon they stop taping. The director comes over to chat with us. Then all the others are swarming around us. Cooing with excitement over little Kindra. They all agreed at how cute she was. We let Tina and the ladies. Everyone was falling in love with little Kindra Fox. Then Michael and I take Kindra home. Her first outing was a success. Michael helped me feed and change Kindra for the afternoon. He even gave her a bath. I stood by watching her first bath. Michael was so gentle with her. Kindra did not even cry one little bit. Thankfully. I make Michael a home cooked me. Like a good wife should do.
I made chicken noodle soup. Not from the can either. I wanted to be a good wife. Even if I messed this up. I hoped I would not ruin it. I could picture myself being a good little wife. A Pioneer woman kind of lady. I was not a cook. I always made messes. I burnt things. I hoped in time I might make Michael a good wife. I was never going to be a perfect wife. But I hoped to be a good one. No one was perfect. Michael was not perfect either. I could not expect for him to be the perfect husband.
"What are you making? It smells marvelous" Michael tells me as he comes in the kitchen to see what I was up to.
"Making dinner. Are you hungry?" I ask him.
"Yes I am. I placed Kindra in the bassinet in the living room. We can hear her if she wakes", he reminds me.
"Good" I say.
He wraps his arms around my middle. Holding me close to him. "So, what are you making?" he asks me.
"Soup. Homemade. It will be done here soon" I tell him proudly. "I made it myself"
"Really? My baby can cook" he says happily.
"Your baby is trying to learn" I tease.
He nibbles kisses on the side of my neck making me giggle.
We could not make love for another week or so. I was still hurting and sore from giving birth to Kindra. It still felt good that my man wanted me. He was still wanting me. Even with my new muffin top shaped belly that I was going to have to be working on tin the future.
I turn around to face him. I wrap my arms around his neck. I kiss him on the lips.
"Everyone said our little one is adorable" he tells me after we kiss.
"Because she is" I say with a smile. "Like her dad" I add.
"Like her mom" he teases me.
"Both" I say softly.
He nods. Then kisses me. "Yes both" he agrees.
Soon I get dinner on the table before Kindra wakes up to eat.
I watch as Michael takes his first bite of soup. "Hey how is it? What is the verdict?" I want to know.
"Wonderful" he tells me with a smile.
I take a bite of the soup. I make a face. IT was a little salty. "Michael. You lied. This is awful" I laugh.
"It is a tad salty" he finally admits.
"How about I order us a pizza? Sorry I ruined dinner" I tell him.
"You tried sweetie. Keep trying. You will get it right" he adds.
"Glad you have faith in me" I sigh.
He reaches over holding my hand in his across the table. He squeezes my hand in his.
"You are a wonderful woman. You will make the perfect wife for me. Never doubt that" he points out.
I smile at him. I place his hand to my lips and kiss the top of his hand.
We hear Kindra start to cry. She was up.
"I will get her" I say. "You order the pizza" I order to Mike.
I go get our baby up. I hold her in my arms. She was wet. I needed to change her again. Then I get her a bottle ready as she fusses in my arms. Michael was on the phone ordering our pizza. I soon test the bottle on my wrist to make sure it was warm for Kindra. Then I go with her over on the couch. I begin to feed her. She hungrily eats her meal. She looks at me with her beautiful wide eyes as I feed her. I can't help but smile back at her.
"Well dinner is on it's way" Michael tells me.
"Toss the soup in the trash" I order. "No one wants that crap" I laugh.
"I will. I promise" he tells me. He sits down beside me then drapes his arm across my shoulder.
He kisses me on the cheek.
I smile over at him. "She was hungry" I say. "And a little wet"
"You are doing great with her so far" he says.
"I will make lots of mistakes with her I am sure along the way. You to" I warn him.
"Oh, I don't doubt it. As long as I have you to help me, I can do it" he tells me.
"Same. I never thought I would be a wife or a mom" I giggle.
"Look at you now" he jokes. "Living the life"
"Living my best life yet" I agree.
He grins. "I love you so much. Both of you" he vows.
"I love you. I am sure she does to" I tell him with a grin.
I was going to have the best life. With Michael and Kindra. This was my life. I would not want it any other way.
