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    She is so warm and she cares so much for us. She is always ready to listen, and is always there for the girls and me whenever we need her, even if it is just on the other end of the phone.
    “We will get you and the girls back up here one of these days, sweetheart. Even if it takes years, it will happen. You mark my words.”
    She knows just how much I love her son, how much I want to be with him, and for us to be a family again.
    “It’s my mission in life to do just that. One day, Susan, one day.”
    “Drink up, my dear. We have a nice bottle of white to get through, and we might stretch into another one,” she encourages with a puckish wink. I can’t help but smile at her; she is definitely in holiday mode and ready to let loose a bit.
    Kayleigh and Amy play outside in the massive garden. It is a child’s dream with the beautiful plants and flowers that create little paths, and hideaways with little spots along the way to discover neat little features and surprises, like the fairy house or their eclectic gathering of garden gnomes. And, perhaps the girls’ most favourite part is the play area that George had made just for when the grandkids came to visit. It has everything a kid could wish for; swings, a slide and a climbing frame, and a wooden house at the top. He has designed it with such care and imagination that the girls would stay there and play in it for hours. They even slept in it a few times when the weather was decent. It warms my heart to see the girls enjoy themselves, and how it tickled George to see how much they enjoyed his creation.
    I am on my second glass of wine, listening to Logan and his mum and dad chatting about life and having a good old gossip about people. It warmed my soul to hear them all together. I miss nights like these. I just miss them all terribly.. It is tearing me apart inside not being able to give my girls the life that they truly deserve, for them to be with the people that they love who love them in return.
    It makes me so angry sometimes, that one man could cause so much pain and misery for so many other people, that he is able to keep us apart at all. Why can’t he just let it go? Let me go?
    “Hey, babe. Don’t stress. I can see those wheels turning inside your head. It won’t be for much longer.”
    Logan sits beside me, wraps his arms around me tightly and kisses my forehead.
    “I love you, beautiful.”
    Looking into that stunning blue, I tell him that I love him too.
    “Who’s for another drink? Come on let’s get the barbeque going and get this party started!” he says as he waves his arms in the direction of the grill. We could always count on George to turn everyone into a lighter mood. Logan, still with his powerful sun-kissed arms wrapped around me, kisses my lips, reawakening the pulsing need between my legs. I groan softly into his kiss, trying to express how he’s making me feel.
    “Hold that thought,” he whispers to me.
    “Is that a promise mister?”
    In my head it damn sure was.
    We join Susan and George in the garden. It is another roasting hot day, and the smell of the barbeque is floating through the air, making my stomach sing to me; chicken, sausages, burgers, and everything else you can think of.
    “I can’t wait to get stuck in to that, it smells amazing. My stomach is screaming at me.”
    “You must all be starving, dig right in,” Susan says while offering me a plate.
    “There’s salad, bread and dips there. I will pour you a drink, hen. Help yourself, we have plenty to go around.”
    Kayleigh and Amy join us. They are having so much fun, and are still soaking wet from the water fights around the fountain in the garden. George has gotten out the massive paddling pool for them too. My girls look so happy. It’s so good to see them enjoying themselves and so content here.
    Logan sprays sun cream over my back and shoulders. The cold sensation is a very a brief reprieve from the heat of the day. His hands smoothing lotion over