[Nolan's POV: ]
"Are they here yet?" peeking through her window, she whispered in a low voice, trying to hide herself as if someone out there would see her.
"No darling."
The day outside was bright, the flowers were blooming brighter than usual today. My children were coming back, and in anticipation of their wait, my little youngest angel was waiting for her elder brothers and sisters.
"Hmmm…"
Along with her, her elder friend, my beloved husband's familiar as well as the one who loved him dearly, her friend Taika was also hiding behind the window, peeking alongside her in anticipation.
{ "They won't be late, will they?" }
Accompanying them was the little round golden furball, the mother of many other furballs that were waiting for my other children outside in the garden: Mave.
"I don't think they said anything about being late, so I think they should be here any moment now."
