Tara Coleman
We had spent only a few hours in the house that he had bought for me and I felt bad that he had no one to support him or be there with him during the toughest times of his life.
The holiday home was nestled by the beach with palm trees swaying in the warm breeze. It was painted in vibrant pastel colors, with a spacious deck perfect for enjoying the ocean view. The inside was way cooler than it looked outside, the décor was a mix of beachy vibes and modern comforts, just like I had anticipated. It was the ideal spot to unwind and soak up the sun on a dreamy vacation or holiday. I was seated on the hammock chair in the patio enjoying the view of the ocean when I heard Jason screaming my name.
“Mommy! Mommy!”
“Yes, my love, what is going on?” I asked as I rushed into the livi
