Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68583 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68583 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
It was easier with my brothers than it was my sisters and my mom.
My sisters had chosen my mom’s side.
My mom, though she was trying, still had her opinions on my life, and I didn’t agree with them at all.
But she chose to keep her trap shut so she could spend time with her grandchildren.
Though, she never got to do it alone like my dad and brothers did.
“Baby?”
I jerked my gaze away from that photo of my dad and found the second newest one on the board.
A photo of Holt, Copper, Lilah and me in the hospital, all smiling—except for a sleeping Lilah—the day that she was born.
Wiping tears from my eyes, I glanced over my shoulder at my husband.
“You okay?” he asked.
He asked me that a lot.
So far with Lilah’s pregnancy, I hadn’t experienced the same destructive depression that I had with Holt, but she’d only been out of the womb for a week.
“So far, so good,” I promised.
His eyes studied my face. “That changes, you let me know.”
I turned, leaned against the wall, and studied him. “I think you’d know before me, baby.”
His eyes turned soft. “You’re right. I would.”
My shoulders drooped. “I love you so much, Copper.”
He stood up and started walking toward me, jostling neither child as he did.
He stopped only a few feet in front of me and looked down into my face.
My heart soared as it always did when he was this close.
“You make my heart beat, Baker,” he replied. “You, and these two in my arms. Never knew that I was so broken until you put me back together.”
I swallowed hard. “You were never broken, Copper. Just bruised.”
“Whatever I was.” He bent down and pressed a kiss to my lips. “I’m better now because of you.”