Mummy, Is This Daddy?

"What were you saying?" Wilder asked, getting rid of the distraction.

Mallory swallowed tersely around the lump in her throat.

"Um... I was just... I mean, I wanted to ask if I should include any of the current amendments in your speech." She was so thankful her voice didn't make a crack by the time she finished.

"You can." He replied.

"Okay, sir." Mallory dropped the call as quickly as she could.

She didn't know how shs was still breathing, because her lungs felt like they'd stopped working.

She took a very deep breath and a moment to calm herself. Then, she forced herself back to work.

....

Although Mallory had become hurt and weak, and had to force herself to finish with the speech.

As soon as she was done, she retired to the room where her kids were sound asleep. She sat on the edge of the bed and with a wistful smile, watched as they slept peacefully.

It hadn't been easy having to bring them up without their father. Two years ago, it had been even more complicated as Cas