“Daddy I had another dream about mummy.” whispered my little girl Darcy as she walked into my bedroom. She was such a good girl, she knew not to talk too loudly because she would wake up her twin sisters.
“It’s ok baby girl.” I replied to Darcy as I quickly glanced at the clock on my bedside table to see that it was 1 in the morning. It wasn’t unusual for me to be awake at this hour in the morning. For the last few months it had been the usual routine of me going up to bed at around 10pm and staying awake to the early hours of the morning till I would slowly drift off to sleep for a few hours.
“Daddy I miss her.” Said Darcy as she snapped me out of my train of thoughts.
“I miss her too.” I replied while picking Darcy up and placing her in my lap. I cradled her in my arms and let a single tear fall from my eyes.
“Daddy will you tell me a story about you and mummy?” asked Darcy as she wiped the tear from my cheek.
I nodded my head as I let my mind wonder back to the day that I met Lacey…