I closed Noah and Alana's coloring books, admiring how they enjoyed every activity we did daily. I had never seen such calm, well-behaved, and brave children. When they ran and fell, none of them cried; they just got up and started running again. I believed they had inherited their mother's unstoppable strength. Mr. Garnett was also a man of great character, so these children couldn't have better genetics from their parents.
I watched them as they talked to each other and entertained themselves with the games they had taken from the boxes. They were precious. I noticed Mrs. Paula walking towards the house's front door with Mrs. Elise. They looked through one of the windows facing the main entrance. Lately, they had been talking a lot and staying close together, as if they were keeping a s
