Maya circled the main house but Kyle and Juan were nowhere to be seen. She then headed towards the pavilion.

“Uncle Evan.”

To prevent him from knowing that she was his daughter and be separated from her mother, Maya greeted him after some thinking.

Her voice had pulled him back to reality. Looking over his shoulders, he asked, “Yes?”

“Where are Kyle and Juan?”

“They’re both at the Hillside Villa. Do you want to play with them?”

Maya nodded fervently.

Interestingly, Evan did not find this chubby little girl annoying. He curled his lips and smiled. “Should I bring you to the villa to find them?”

She nodded first before shaking her head when a thought dawned on her.

“You don’t want to go?”

“I want to be with Mommy.” She then turned her gaze to the roses. “Uncle Evan, can these flowers be made into a wreath?”

Arranging flowers into a wreath.

It had been a while since he last made

lost in a daze for a split second as he looked at Maya’s blinking eyes. The hoyden must

was twelve when I

once again. Evan then reached out to hold Maya’s hand. “I’ll make a wreath for you to wear on your head,

pretty?” Her clear eyes blinked in

Evan answered in all

“Okay!”

favorite flowers from the rose arbor while holding Evan’s

the making of a pretty wreath. Her eyes gleamed as the wreath was miraculously made

Uncle Evan, you’re amazing! This

his heart. He then carefully placed the wreath

gently with her chubby fingers. “Uncle Evan,

the rear house, afraid that she would drop the wreath accidentally. It was as precious as

house, Maya exclaimed, “Mommy, Mommy,

of the kitchen and saw the wreath on Maya’s head,

“It’s really pretty.”

her and whispered

never knew that he could make a

Nicole was surprised.

there was that someone who could make pretty wreaths

Maya was,

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