Chapter 3: Chapter 3

When Ben had first asked her to marry him, he’d assured her things would work out for them, but a peek wouldn’t hurt. And he didn’t need to know she was worried.

She raised her face for his kiss and relaxed against him for a moment, then smiled at him. “Make sure the children brush their teeth and say their prayers.”

“I will, Maggie. We’ll be back as soon as visiting hours start tomorrow.”

“That’s right, there’s no school tomorrow.” It was All Saints Day.

“Good night, little boy.” Ben brushed a kiss over Tyrell’s cheek. “Good night, sweetheart.” He leaned down for a final kiss.

“Good night, Ben.” She rocked the baby and hummed, and wished her husband would hurry and leave so she could be alone with her newest child.

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Ben

Ben walked out of the room, pausing, as his oldest son had, to gaze back at his wife. God, he loved her.