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I squint at him, trying to figure out if it’s worth it to walk all the way across the yard. I’m sure he just wants to show me the tire swing, but I can see it from here.

But he just keeps waving at me to come over, so I leave my spot in the grass, traversing the neatly trimmed yard to arrive at the big oak tree and the loves of my life.

When Angus sees me, he immediately wants me to hold him, reaching out with his chubby arms and shrieking with delight.

I laugh as Savva hands him off to me. “He might love his daddy, but he loves his mommy even more.”

“But it can’t be more than I love her,” Savva replies, shaking his head and grinning.

I blush even though he’s said it a million times since the firstI love you.I don’t think hearing his words of affection will ever stop causing butterflies in my stomach and a rush of blood to my cheeks.

“You’ve done a good job with the swing. Mind if I try it?” I ask, grabbing the rope and tugging on it to make sure the branch isn’t going to snap off. It’s as sturdy as Savva is, safe and reliable.

“Go for it,” he says, stepping back. “You want me to push you?”

“Oh god, no,” I say with a laugh, climbing onto the tire with Angus in my arms. “I’d probably fall right off. I just want Angus to see how it is.”

“Fair enough,” he replies, standing back and crossing his arms as he admires his creation.

I hold Angus tightly as I get into position, swinging my legs just enough to get us rocking. Angus giggles, and as we start to swing more, he erupts into contagious laughter. I wouldn’t trade the sound of his happiness for all the money in the world.

But thanks to Savva, I don’t have to.

I have everything I’ve ever wanted right here.

The End.

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