I'm tired, but good. HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!
And Axie, I'm just going to repost my last post directed to you, if you don't mind. xD
Miranda was thoughtful as well, completely frustrated. I told myself I'd never fall. Men are just distractions, and love causes nothing but hurt. But goodness, when he looks at me with those eyes... can he tell that I go weak at the knees? Can he hear my heart skip a beat? .... I hope not.
Oliver yawned, sticking his thumb in his mouth after he finished. Hunkered down in Aviance's arms, he looked completely content, and soon fell asleep, lulled by the sound of the wind shaking the trees. Aviance looked down at him adoringly, then looked up at Alli and smiled warmly, her look very mature for someone her age.
Ishmael was about to respond, when he heard the sound of little feet from above. Smiling, he held out his arms as Marie clambered down the ladder, then threw herself into him. "Good morning, papa!" She said, kissing his cheek. Then, she gave him a confused look. "Wait... papa, you look different. Why?"
"Well, Azazel made me younger again, so I could be able to work harder, and to spend more time with you", Ishmael replied, planting a loving kiss on the girl's forehead.