Natalia stood by the door, watching as Joshua and Christian colored in one of the books they had bought earlier that day. Christian was dressed casually in a linen pair of trousers and a white t-shirt while her son was in a camouflage pair of cargo pants and a black t-shirt. Their heads were close together, both of them concentrating. Just looking at them had her heart constricting, they looked so much alike. She had also noticed that father and son had the same tendencies. Both of them narrowed their eyes the same in concentration, a little twitch of the lips when they are pleased with what they were doing.
As though he knew they were being watched, Christian raised his head and turned towards her. He has been a little reserved for the past week since that night she had seen lipstick ma
