Chapter 1087 As the villagers strolled by, they remarked, "Lucky you came on a Monday; there's still parking. On a weekend, you'd be stuck in traffic for at least half an hour."

Little Henry stood there, not saying a word. He toddled to the edge of the flower field and picked a bloom with his tiny hands, then happily ran over to give it to his mom.

"What about your aunt?"

Off he went again, picking another flower for his aunt. With his small hands only able to hold so much, Henry made several trips back and forth. The third bloom was for his grandpa, who was over the moon, convinced he had the best grandson in the world.

"Sweetheart, there are so many flowers here. Keep an eye on our little rascal. Look, you can barely see him over there. If he decides to play hide and seek, we'll be in for an adventure.

Andre glanced over at their little guy and chuckled. Among the flowers, you could barely spot the top of his head. He bent down and scooped up his short-legged son.

The beauty of having fewer people around was having the endless sea of flowers all to themselves. They took sister snaps, couple shots, family portraits, and individual pics... Before they knew it, Andre's camera was packed with over two thousand photos.

Every now and then, Mia would pretend to be a fairy, and Molly would strike a serene pose, hand in hand among the flowers.

Molly a coat, worrying she'd catch a

take off your jacket. Just wear your white shirt, and

nothing special, but when his wife held their son, showing she was both married and a

draped his coat over

I'm in a black coat, our son's got black

buying into his logic,

men's coat draped over her, she kissed her son's cheek. Henry was happily playing with a dandelion

excavator rumbled by on the road. Instantly,

in,

the car,

with six people, but

else?" Bruce asked, worried

"They went

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