The next day Ava woke up early. Ava might not say it but I can tell by her face that she is excited to see her father.
"What time is it Mom?" she asked. I rubbed my eyes the reached for the clock on the bedside table.
"It's five in the morning Ava, it's too early let's sleep some more," I told her then hugged her and made her lay on my side.
"Are you excited to see your Daddy?" I asked but she didn't respond.
"He will come home right?" she asked. I looked at Ava and then smiled at her.
"Of course she will," I responded then pulled her closer to my chest and hugged her even tighter.
"Mommy I can't breathe," she complained while giggling so I loosened my hold and kissed the top of her head.
I kept on hugging Ava and we spend an hour lying on the bed. We just decided to step out of my
