The moment she captures a glimpse of the place, I watch as her eyes light up and she smiles bigger than I have seen her in a long time. It’s a beautiful smile and I love the fact that something we did had this desired effect on her. It’s amazing.
“Have I told you just how much I love you.” I say softly when I stop the car and stare at her for a moment before we get out and I help her inside.
Watching her face when I unlock the door and she walks in, is priceless. I love the way she expresses everything so purely. At least I will always know when she appreciates things, she doesn’t seem to be able to hide her emotions at all. That is a good thing in some respects, a detriment in others. I wonder how all this time she lived with George or is this why he beat her?
Could he no
