56 - The Beach Ball

~Lilly’s Point of View~

I’d been out all afternoon picking flowers with Grammy while my mom and Daisy made dinner. It was a dream, everything I’d ever wanted. Well it would be more perfect if my men were here, grilling something or playing soccer. I’d have it all soon, I thought.

I looked out into the field and wondered if we’d all stay here, raise our pups here. Surely the house was too small, I realized. We hadn’t been here together a whole lot but the house had such perfect memories for me already and I didn’t want to give it up.

“It’s going to be dark in a few minutes, we should head back,” Chance said.

He looked ridiculous, I had put a couple flowers behind his ears and he was holding several others. I didn’t know much about him still but if you didn’t know he was a nice guy he’d be quite intimidating. He was just as tall as my triplets, very muscular and bald, with almost purple eyes. He seemed majestic in a way, a majestic warrior, I decided.

Grammy and I were skipping, h