Ice Fishing With the TwinsChapter 9
We sat there for another hour. It evolved into a little trip down memory lane, thinking of events in our lives, things the girls had done or said, stuff like that. It wasn’t anything monumental, but it was important. that’s because we stayed there and talked. Nothing got solved, but at least it was comfortable for us to be there together. I knew things would be okay when she leaned against me and laid her head on my shoulder. “I’m tired,” she sighed. “Yeah,” I said. that might sound like...