Grace's POV."What about this one, mommy?"Tate ran toward me, carefully carrying a single flower in his hand.He stopped only an inch or so away from me, his little chest rising and falling rapidly with excited breath.I leaned down, taking the flower from him to examine it.It was a beautiful, delicate yellow flower with a faint, sweet smell."It's perfect, baby. I think it'll look great with all the others."He watched me intently as I added it to the thick bouquette that I was holding in my other hand."Do you think she'll like it?""I think she's going to love it, baby. And, you know what else?"His eyes widened."What, mommy?"I pinched his little nose."I bet that it's going to be her favorite present."He scrunched up his nose, slightly pulling away from me."Really?""Really, really."I winked at him.His face split into a grin, looking very pleased with himself."I'm going to get some more, mommy!"He turned on his heel and was already a few feet away from me again before I
続きを読む