Naomi
I smiled as I watched three-year-old Rodney play with his toys on the blanket. Sophia and Atticus were out shopping for his upcoming birthday party and had asked me to babysit. I didn’t mind watching him. The little monster was too cute, and I enjoyed spoiling him. I could hear Alastair inside the cottage, preparing lunch. It was far too hot today for a cooked meal, so I knew he would probably be making sandwiches or some sort of salad. My friendship over the years with Alastair had evolved. We were extremely close and were the best of friends. We did everything together and the one time that did kiss, we both realized that we were beyond that. A romantic relationship between us would never work out. It was strange but true. I loved Alastair, but I couldn’t see him as my partner in
