The Love From Vengeance

121 FOOD FIGHT

ARIEL’S POV

ONE YEAR AGO

1 had just finished a long day at work and was looking forward to coming home and relaxing. As I walked up to the front door, I could hear giggles and squeals coming from inside. I immediately knew that my three–year–old twins, Lukel and Janice, were up to something.

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted with a sight that made my jaw drop. My once–tidy living room was now covered in a layer of food. There were bits of crackers, pieces of fruit, and even some spaghetti noodles scattered all over the floor. And in the middle of it all were my mischievous twins, laughing and throwing food at each other.

“Lukel, Janice, what on earth are you two doing?” I asked, trying to keep my cool.

“We’re having a food fight, Mommy!” Lukel exclaimed with a big grin.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at their innocent response. But then I remembered that I would have to clean up this mess, and my laughter quickly turned into frustration.

“Okay, that’s enough. We need to clean this up before Andre and the others come home,” I told them, trying to sound stern.

However, before I could even approach them, they both seized a handful of spaghetti and hurled it directly in my face. I stood there, completely covered in food, trying to process what had just happened.

“Lukel, Janice, that’s not funny!” I scolded, trying to wipe the food off my face.

mean, how could I resist their infectious laughter? So I grabbed a handful of crackers and threw them at them, starting

got. I didn’t care about the mess or the fact that I would have to spend hours cleaning it up. In that moment, all that mattered was spending

the couch, panting and covered in food. Lukel and

But instead, I just laughed and

I wouldn’t have

thean.

living room, I felt grateful for my crazy, chaotic, and

before I knew it, André stepped foot inside the house. “What in the world happened around here?” He asked, scanning everywhere. No kidding, the house was

Andre’s expression. I was sure he was going to scold us for the mess we had created. Well, something like that. Apparently, this was his parents‘ house, and those folks weren’t going to take this lightly. But to my surprise, he just stood there, staring at us in silence for a

them to start crying at any moment. But to my relief, they just giggled and looked back at Andre

scream. “Food fight!” And

a second, but then I realized what was happening. I couldn’t help but laugh as Andre grabbed a handful of spaghetti and threw it at me. Lukel and Janice joined in, throwing food at me as

bowl of mashed potatoes and threw it back at them, hitting André right in the face. He looked at me with

food fight, laughing and screaming as we threw food at each other. The living room was

one point, I looked over at Andre and saw him covered in food, still laughing and chasing the kids around. And in that moment, I was reminded of the great and lovely man that he was. He was my partner, but he was perfect and acted like a wonderful father to our children,

all fell onto the floor, completely exhausted and covered in food. But

I may have

ones.

a memory that we would never forget. A memory that we would laugh about for years to come. And, of course, more wonderful memories are