Unspoken Suspicions

Marcella

I took to spending time on the comfortable rocking chair on the bluestone patio. My eyes followed my children, Pia and Giles as they played on the wide lawn. Little Blaise was on the grass, a nanny beside him. Tess's nephew Shea was with the twins and I could see the way Giles was protectively helping him, trying to make him understand the game of chase they were playing.

I smiled. I was