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Gonna have to start a new one...sigh. Lots of good memories here. Won’t delete it and will continue threads on the new one but gotta move. Gonna think of a new username too...

     “Did you want to do something after we finish eating?”

     Melinoë was right where she was left, sitting in the library      going over lists for her mother.

     She smiled. “If you keep being so sweet to me, I may      end up saying I don’t deserve you.” she said, clearly      loving his gentle treatment of her.

      She smiled as he did so, relaxing into his touch.

     “Don’t tell her that or she’ll be very insulted,” Persephone      told him with a laugh, “But you better go and talk to her. I      would guess she’s worrying about what we’re talking about.”

      “A little but nothing I can’t handle. Why?” she asked, her       thumb gently smoothing over his cheek.

     Vera gave each of the boys a one armed hug and a kiss      on the top of their heads. “Don’t worry,” she told them,      “I’ll be back to playing with you three in the gardens in       no time.”

     “Probably a good idea.” Ella told him, “Unless you’ve      got any better ideas.”

     “Easier said than done after this long,” she sighed but       her smile remained, “I think I’ll just enjoy being wanted       and all that comes with it.”

     “You’re my husband,” she reminded gently, “Of       course, I will.”

     She smiled before she kissed him, her hand resting      on his cheek.

     Still holding Aleksey gently yet securely with one arm, Vera      reached out and gently ruffled Philip’s hair. “You have all the      time in the world for that,” she told him with a fond laugh,      “We’re a family, after all.”

     “He certainly does.” she told him, “He’s definitely the only      one who can as well. The springs and summers I had to be      without him were definitely not fun for those around me, if      I were to get upset.”

     She returned it and smiled. “Hey, maybe I’ll get the all clear      to tell you about what you don’t know of my childhood.”

     “I’ve never had anyone want to not let me go before,” she      told him, “But I think I really like it already. I mean, one thing      I always wanted was just to be wanted.”