Loli
I had enjoyed some wonderful days in Los Angeles. Taking care of the little ones wasn't demanding work; they were very intelligent and learned quickly. Moreover, they were calm and independent, not fussy or spoiled. They were a blessing for Alaia, for her family, and of course, for me. I loved them as if they were part of my family, and I was happy with them. At that rate, I doubted I'd ever have children of my own, so I decided to enjoy them as much as I could.
The day was beautiful, and I had brought the kids to paint in the covered patio area. I smiled as I watched them so focused on what they were doing; they couldn't have been cuter.
"Sweetie, what are you painting?" I leaned over to Alana as she made some brushstrokes on the canvas.
"A flower," she said very seriously, and I
