Saturday morning arrived with Emma’s excited voice echoing through the house at 6:30 AM.
“Daddy! Mommy! Wake up! You promised we’d plant flowers first thing!”
Kassie stirred, feeling Daniel’s arm tighten around her waist. For a moment, she lay there, disoriented by the warmth of his body beside her, the unfamiliar comfort of not waking up alone.
“Daddy! Mommy!” Emma’s voice was closer now, right outside the bedroom door.
Daniel groaned softly against her shoulder. “She’s very punctual.”
“She’s been talking about these flowers all week,” Kassie said, slipping out of bed. “I’ll go handle her. You take your time.”
She opened the door to find Emma already dressed in her butterfly t-shirt, bouncing with excitement.
“Is it time? Can we plant now?”
“Good morning to you too, sweetheart,” K
