My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
Maeve makes a silent reminder to herself to reach out to Ronin soon and set up a little meeting for them to meet. It would be good for her son to know who he could rely on and what faith could do for a person. She huffs another soft laugh as she squeezes him close, "I'm sure you will someday. He's a good friend of mine and I'm very close to his husband. They're some of the few people I trust with my life." Maeve draws back to meet his gaze, love swelling in her chest at his declaration, wondering how she got so luck to have him as her son.
"I have no doubt, my star. Now, how about some dinner? I'm sure you're hungry." With that, Maeve releases him, standing and offering her hand to him so he might join her in the kitchen. For that one moment, there was nothing outside of their home that she could want more.
~FIN <3~
"I have no doubt, my star. Now, how about some dinner? I'm sure you're hungry." With that, Maeve releases him, standing and offering her hand to him so he might join her in the kitchen. For that one moment, there was nothing outside of their home that she could want more.
~FIN <3~
Maeve
