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“Oh, I am. You don’t have to worry about that.” She lay her head on my shoulder.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
FOUR YEARS LATER
Marley
Charlie and I spent the day in Central Park and had a picnic with the kids.
“This is nice.” I smiled as I lay my head in Charlie’s lap while the twins chased each other and played.
“It sure is. I can’t believe they’re going to be five years old in a few weeks,” he said.
“I can’t either. They’re growing so fast.”
“Do you regret not having any more kids?” he asked.
“I will admit there was a time or two where I started to get baby fever, but then the twins would start fighting and screaming, and that feeling flew out the window.”
“Same for me.” He chuckled.
“Before you know it, they’ll be teenagers and then off to college.”
“I don’t even want to think about that, Marley. I won’t ever be ready to let them go.”
“Daddy, Ashton hit me.” Ashley ran over and cried.
“No, I didn’t. She’s lying,” Ashton said.
“You’re lying!” Ashley pushed him down.
Ashton started crying. I lifted my head and looked at Charlie.
“You were saying?” I arched my brow.
“Right. Maybe college can’t come fast enough.”
We calmed the children down by giving them a snack before packing up and heading home. As we walked through the park, I stopped when I saw a familiar face sitting on a bench.
“Charlie, is that?—”
“Yep. What’s he doing back in New York?”
I took hold of Ashley’s and Ashton’s hands and knelt before them.
“Kids, do you want to play a game?”
“Yeah!” Both children exclaimed.
“See that man sitting on the bench by himself?”
“Marley, don’t,” Charlie spoke.
“Yeah, Mommy,” both children said.
“I want you to run over to him and yell ‘Daddy.’”
“Marley—”
