London Ten Years Later“The love that lives within our hearts is eternal, and there’s nothing flawed about that.”
—London Berkeley
I zip up the back of Lindi’s body suit.
“I hate this,” she grumbles. “Why can’t I wear a bikini?”
“You can”—I pause, turning Lindi around to look at me—“when you’re in the house.”
She rolls her eyes. “You know that’s not what I meant, Mom.”
I apply the heavy cream to her face with the highest level of SPF available. It might be a tad overkill with the giant brimmed hat she’ll be wearing, but I don’t take any chances. I think Lindi’s swimsuit is adorable. It’s a full bodysuit with long sleeves and leggings. The only skin that shows is her face, hands, and feet—all of which I cover diligently with the best sunscreen available. The bodysuit is fashionable, I
