Hideaway Strath I long for that look of surprise when you see your son rising at last

He let her embrace him again. All for the better. Burying his face in her ruff, he could hide his watering eyes from her, and try to compose himself. But his breaths were staggered and heavy, and quivered when he said, I’m glad we do, despite a smile and a muffled laugh.

They pulled away. Sadness still traced him, but his lips pulled in a gentle and genuine smile. I’d love that, and he took up his place alongside her, noticing again how much he had grown. Deciding, now, that he would never let her be taken again. I don’t even know where to start, an easy laugh again. Shrugging off the memory of his siblings in favour of remembering the colourful road he walked without them, Hmm… oh! Oh, of course! I know a ton more about plants now! with a smile, he added, Studying them helped me remember you.