"Stop running, Maria!"
A gentle breeze rushed past a woman running slowly after a little boy.
Her dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, touching her knees as she moved.
Her stomach was round and full, a clear sign of the life growing within her.
A man with blonde hair rushed behind her, trying to stop her.
"You can't catch me~." Maria turned her head, sticking out her little pink tongue.
She giggled softly while gazing back at her son.
"Luis, stop running, or else no ice cream for you!" Having no luck with his wife, he said to his son.
"No!" Luis stopped in his tracks, turning toward his father. "You can't do that."
Maria also stopped, crouching down as she hugged him, her smile brightening even more.
"You shouldn't run in your condition, Maria," Delwyn sighed, crouching down to hug her from behind.
She smiled, turning her head to kiss his cheek. "You worry too much."
