Chapter Sixty Seven

Leon

A few weeks later

"Do you think I'm fat?". Beth stood at the foot of the bed dressed in a blue silk gown.

I looked up from tying my shoe laces to smile at her. "No babe, you don't look fat." I replied. "Who told you that?"

"My reflection in the mirror." She pouted.

I laughed. "You're fine just the way you are." I rose to my feet and walked over to pull her into my arms, her protruding belly coming in between us. "Reflections are mean."

We were on our way to the hospital to check how fast her wrist was healing or if it wasn't healing and also to find out if we were having many babies. Funny enough, I was excited to know that myself and I no longer felt like I was carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders.

"Hmm, maybe you're right." She murmured and pulled back. "Can we drop by Quinn's bakery on our way back?"

"Sure." I smiled.

Sarah's surgery had been successful and she was starting to see things more clearly much to the joy of her brother and sister. The three siblings w