TEASER:
Mary began to waltz around the room, singing with Peter on her hip. Richard kicked in with a fiddle solo, letting Mary spin their son around the room laughs bouncing off the walls with the music. Despite the sky being dark outside, the room felt as though it was filled with sunlight, their shadows dancing and spinning by the flickering flame of the candles. It was like it had always been, and Peter held on to the hope that it would never change.
Sorry it's taking a bit, Evie's writing the first chapter and I'm editing, and because of the time difference it's a bit weird. We should be posting soon though!
-M