Five years later, on a lakeside lawn, two identical little boys were chasing each other and laughing.
They wore cute overalls.
Their laughter rang out like clear silver bells.
"Shawn, slow down, wait for me," one called out.
"Come catch me," the other shouted back.
I sat on a bench not far away with a drawing board in my lap.
I sketched the scene in front of me.
Warm sunlight fell on my shoulders.
A gentle breeze brushed my face.
It carried the scent of grass and lake water.
I turned my head.
Theo stood behind me with a picnic basket in his hand.
"It's getting windy. Don't catch a cold," he said.
He sat beside me and kissed my cheek naturally.
I smiled and leaned on his shoulder, watching the children run in the distance.
"Kids really do have endless energy."
Theo took some
