Moon kept playing the message over and over. She just needed to hear his voice. " Moon, don't do this. Please come home. It's not what you think. I love you. She could still hear him breathing, as he held onto the phone. Then click as he hung up. She missed him terribly. Even the twins seemed quieter than usual. Her heart ached. How could he do this to her? Did he not know he was her everything. The children and him. The tears started flowing down her face. Staining the front of her blouse. She set on the edge of the bed. Sobbing softly, as not to wake the twins. Thunder starting squirming, as though sensing his mom's pain. Waking up, he crawled over to her. And onto her lap. He touched her face with the gentleness of a six-month-old. She put her hand atop his. I love you too
