Page 97 of Wrap with Love


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“It’s so pretty,” Ava remarks.

Liam pretends he isn’t interested and gives only a nod but his eyes fall to her neck more than once.

“I bought it because your mom and I renewed our vows here about eleven years ago during a big snow storm,” I share. “Snow is like love falling down.”

“Daddy, that’s so pretty,” says Ava in a surprised tone.

“Hey, I can say nice words now and again.”

All four look at me like I’ve sprouted horns.

“Not really. No offense,” Liam add. “You’re just not that type.”

“I saw I love you all the time.” I protest.

Charlee smothers a laugh and then drags me over to the dinner table. “Let’s eat and open presents.”

“I'm practically a poet!” I take my seat.

“Of course you are,” she soothes.

I pick up my fork. “Maybe I’m better with gestures.”

Charlee pats her neck.”You’re very good with the gestures.”

“We know you love us,” Ava adds.

The other two chime in and then they all fall over themselves to declare that it doesn’t matter what words I use, that it’s the thought that counts. I guess I’m not ever going to be one who is overly effusive or full of words but as long as my family knows I love them that’s what is important. All year long we spend time in our busy lives, rushing from school to work to sporting event to ballet lessons. It’s good to come here and unwind, throw snowballs at each other, chase one another down the ski slopes and come home to a hot drink and even hotter love making. All it took to make us realize this was one night snowed in.

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