Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Chapter 357

371. Olivia - Spencer I

My heart is about to burst out of my chest, with how fast it beats. While my eyes see the little boy who is the spitting image of Tyson playing on the rug with toys, my brain is yet to catch up with what is happening. He looks at me, his eyes like Tyson's, full of recognition. My soul and body, my entire being, recognize the little boy as mine.

"Mommy, you're not in Heaven anymore?"

I crawl my way to him, not blinking, afraid that if I do so, he will disappear. My soul is telling me that the little boy is my son, but my brain keeps reminding me that Spencer is dead. "Spencer," someone wails. It is a moment later that I realize the sound came from me.

Spencer gets up from the rug, his little feet quickly taking him to me. I don't dare touch him, still afraid that it is a trick of my mind. "Papaw and Mamaw told you and Daddy are coming tonight, but I didn't believe them. Dead people live in another place. That's what Papaw told me." His little fingers press against my cheek. He is so warm. "Mommy, how was it in Heaven?"

I pull Spencer into my arms, my face burying into his neck. He smells like the day he was born. Tyson's arms wrap around us, his shoulders shaking with emotions.

My son. In my arms. Alive. How?

One by one, Mose, Jasper, Ansel, and Rueben kneel around us, embracing Tyson, Spencer, and me.

I still don't understand how Spencer can be alive, but I'll worry about it later. Right now, all I want to do is cry and laugh at the same time. Life has never felt so perfect.

"It was lonely without you," I finally reply to Spencer's question.

you

you

me, and they brought me to my grandparents' house. I thought they were dead or worse, wanted nothing to do with me anymore. And lastly, I found out my son, my little

am sure this is overwhelming for everyone, but please, have a seat," Grandpa

me stand. Tyson tries to take Spencer away from me, but I refuse to let go of him.

across from us. Spencer spends several minutes examining my face.

"Some do. Have you ever seen

me nightmares." He hugs me tight. "You

back. "He speaks so well for his age," I can't help

short

"A butterfly, like the one you have

Grandma Khloe, who is to my left,

made love to all my bondeds. I felt a tingle behind my left ear but

thought that my hellstar mark would represent hope and love when I lived

Jon's expression turns serious. "Spencer, go play with

tightens. I don't

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