She made sure to shoot a grateful look in Ray’s direction.
She reached down to ruffle the messy hair atop her daughter’s head, gently tucking her ball of yarn and needle into the box by the couch. “Yay, yay! Ray!”Ī smile twitched at the side of Isabella’s lips. She waved her hands and sat up on her knees, her dress’s skirt pooling all around her. Ray was met with exuberant cheers from Emma. The discarded toy thunked on the floor and Norman picked it up, tossing it back and forth between his hands. “Fine,” he conceded, making a dramatic show of dropping his blue and red block, standing up, and stretching his limbs out. It seemed he was as weak to their pleading as Mama. “Don’t you like the story too, Ray?” said Norman. Ray pursed his lips, his chest aching in a troublesome way. Norman nodded and leaned in beside her, gazing at Ray hopefully. “Ray! Please?” Emma said, her brow furrowing. The faces of his two friends stopped him. He sat up with his block in hand and opened his mouth to curtly refuse. Ray, will you please grab the book off of the shelf for me?”Ī conspicuous attempt to engage him even though he was trying his best to stay out of their business for the day. “I suppose we have time before Norman and Ray go home for the night. She carefully set aside her sewing needle and leaned forward on the living room sofa over the two children, her dark dress shifting against her ankles.
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Ray knew that Isabella’s long, drawn out sigh was only full of fondness, not exasperation. The glare illuminated the layer of dust on the floorboards-not dust that cakes furniture and causes a mess, but dust that warms a home. He pulled his fringe over the side of his face to block out the midday sunlight streaming in through lace curtains, squinting at the beam of it that covered his small hand. He didn’t join in on their pouting, barely joined in on their play, staring down at the floor underneath a tan rug as he jabbed a block into the side of it. She stopped in the middle of her sewing, glancing down at the children as they sat on the rug surrounded by a ring of toys. They were sure to make a complete show of themselves, sticking out their bottom lips and gazing up at her with pleading faces, smushing their cheeks against each other for extra flare. “Mama! Will you read us the story again?”īoth Norman and Emma were keenly aware that Isabella was not one to resist doting puppy-dog eyes. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 130005 Chapters: 17/? Comments: 130 Kudos: 155 Bookmarks: 15 Hits: 3948