79. Some Time After
Michelle
I see that Candace looks serious. Her eyes, usually full of joy, are clouded with concern today. She knows I'm about to give birth to the twins, and she doesn't want to leave my side for the world. She talked it over with her father, but he asked her to accompany him to the opening event of the new branch in Canada.
"Are you angry?" I asked her gently.
She shakes her head, but I know she's consumed with nervousness inside.
"I'm afraid the babies will want to be born while I'm not here," she confesses, lowering her gaze. Then she crouches down and brings her little face close to my swollen belly, as if she could reason with the little ones from the outside. "You'll be good children, won't you? Will you wait for me to come back?"
As if my babies understood
