HAPPY EVER AFTER.

“Gwen, Penny, stop running like that… you could get hurt!” I shout, putting my hands on my waist. They are laughing, hiding their smiles behind their little hands. But despite this, they go running back down the sandy beach, making my heart rise to my throat.

They grow up so fast! Two years and seven months ago, they were so small in my arms, and now they’re running around our house in Nassau, the