~Shepherd~
My legs crossed, and I faced out towards the horizon. Coconuts laids at the space between my legs. Noelle wants to drink them, so I offered to go this far to get them for her. I love that woman, I'd do anything. But I didn't come here alone. Glancing to the side, I can see Lynx and Milo drawing faces on the sand. Having fun being out of the house. Ollie has been around for three weeks, Noelle is fully healed and in mama mode. She's taking care of everyone. Ushering chores, making sure we sleep, eat, and that we each get time with our son. Or I guess for the kids, time with their brother.
Ollie only cries for attention, the other times he's smiling. He eats enough, plays with anything you give to him, and blabbers nonsense we can't understand. But Noelle feels her connection to him is getting stronger.
