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.

guilty, they both burst into a fit of laughter. And in that moment, I couldn’t help but join in. I mean,

throwing food at every opportunity we got. I didn’t care about the mess or the fact that I

collapsed onto the couch, panting and covered in food. Lukel

instead, I just laughed and pulled them into

are a handful, but I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said, smiling

thean.

living room, I felt grateful

house. “What in the world happened around

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

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

scream. “Food fight!” And after that,

grabbed a handful of spaghetti and threw it at

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

laughing and screaming as we threw food at each other. The living room was now a complete mess, but I didn’t care. I was having the time of my life with

reminded of the great and lovely man that he was. He was my partner, but he was perfect and acted like a wonderful father

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

I may have had a long day at work, but *this food fight was exactly what I needed to unwind and reconnect with my loved

ones.

in food, with delightful smiles all over our faces. I knew that this would be a memory that we would never forget. A memory that we would laugh about for years to come. And, of course, more wonderful