Becca.

“Mama! Mama! Mama!” Dahlia said, crawling over to me and sitting on her bum. She had a little dog plush in her hand and was waving it at me. I smiled at her and took the plush, hugging it close. Then, I leaned down and left a soft kiss on her forehead.

At the moment, I was visiting the kids. The night before the wedding had been pretty exciting. I wasn’t sure what was up with James, though, and felt a little bit worried. He was so ...