Chapter Twenty-Eight
JOHN
The weeks and days have passed quicker than I could’ve ever imagined. For once, I want time to slow down. I want Mila to stay longer and my baby girl to quit growing. I want to bottle it all up and keep us here like this forever, but considering it’s close to the end of June now, the clock feels like it’s ticking much faster than before.
Each morning, we have breakfast and coffee, and every day, we do a quick lunch. When I’m able to, I sneak home just to see them throughout my shifts. If I could take off the next three weeks and enjoy every moment with Mila, I would. However, summer is here, and the B&B is the busiest it’s ever been, which is why taking off for mediation today frustrates the ever-living f**k outta me.
Before I’m up, breakfast is already made.
