“Mommy, do you want a cookie?” Adaline asked.
Samara turned from the window and smiled wanly at her daughter who was carrying a small plate of hot cookies.
“That would be lovely,” she responded.
Adaline placed the plate on the coffee table. “I saved some cookies for Daddy, Uncle Mason, and Uncle Jaguin,” she said.
“They’ll be back soon,” she replied.
Adaline sat down on the couch and swung her feet back and forth. Love filled her when Adaline clasped her hands and looked up at her. She walked over, sat down, and wrapped her arm around her daughter.
“How would you feel about going on a spaceship to Daddy’s world when the storm blows over?” she asked.
“Daddy says I have a cousin there my age, and I have a grandma and grandpa, and the flowers he likes to give you grow there,” Adaline s
