Sequel to Draw Me a Picture. Michelle & William's life in London, in living as a married couple with children.
Romance fiction. 22 Chapters, 371 pages.
Excerpt
Closing her sketch pad, she reached for her tote bag to put it away; feeling the top of her head for her sunglasses, Michelle looked around, trying to locate them.
“Where did I...” she began, then stopped. Narrowing her eyes, she glanced over at the playpen; her little son was sitting in the furthest corner away from her, his little hands manipulating some kind of plastic object. So enamored was he with the mechanics of the hinged earpiece that the little thief did not notice the stealing shadow of his mum as she hovered over the playpen.
“Boo!” Michelle said, suddenly.
Surprised, Ethan dropped the sunglasses, his eyes wide; recovering quickly, he smiled up at his mother with an angelic face, his four, little teeth showing. “Did you take mommy’s glasses little man?” Michelle asked, smiling. Ethan looked down to recover what he’d dropped but the coveted item was gone. Ethan looked back up at his mother, astonished. Wiggling the glasses in her hand, Michelle chuckled at her son’s crestfallen expression. “Who’s the quickest?” she said, victoriously placing them back on the top of her head. “Mommy’s the quickest.”
Standing up, little Ethan reached out over the top of his playpen, holding out his truck. Michelle laughed. “No, I’m not trading you for the truck.” she said, fondly. Ethan dropped the toy over the side of the playpen; it landed on the blanket at Michelle’s feet. "No, Ethan... don’t toss your toys.” Michelle reprimanded, leaning down to pick up the toy.
As she did, she felt a little hand in her hair and a swift movement; the glasses were gone again. Squeezing her eyes shut, Michelle did her best not to burst out laughing. “You little turkey...” she said, matching her son’s gaze. Ethan smiled at her from the playpen, clutching the forbidden item tightly.
“My!” he said, joyously. Michelle held out her hand; it was very difficult not to smile.
“Give to Mommy.” she said, trying to look severe. Ethan made a face and put them squarely in his mother’s outstretched hand. “Good boy... thank you, little man.” Michelle said, smiling. She gave Ethan a kiss on his cheek, which he did not like. Chuckling, Michelle sat back down on the blanket. “Oh, my... you are so much like your daddy.” Her son lifted his golden head at her words.
“Dada?” he said, tilting his head a little to one side. Smiling, Michelle reached into her tote bag and brought out a graham cracker. With keen eyes Ethan watched the sweet cracker like a hawk, his truck forgotten. Michelle balanced it on the playpen top and pretended not to look at it. In a flash, the cracker was gone and little munching sounds emanated from the playpen. Smiling, Michelle leaned back against the tree trunk taking a bite of cracker herself; sighing, she ran her hand thoughtfully over her belly.
“Just a few more months.” she said, softly. “Then you’ll have a little brother.”
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Reviewed by Deepthi Reddy
6/27/2017
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