Kara smiled wryly. "No, Little Bee. I’m just tired. By tomorrow morning, I will be fit again."

"Alright then. Kids," Frank pointed to the clock on the wall, "how about you go back to your rooms? Let Mommy rest."

Knowing that bedtime had arrived, the twins' pouted.

"Why does time run so fast? Actually, I still want to play with Mommy," Emily grumbled.

"We can keep playing in our dreams, Little Bee."

Seeing her mother's sweet smile, Emily slowly curled up her lips again. "That's right. I hope ...