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, how

room, throwing food at every opportunity we 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 quality time with

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

I just laughed and pulled them into

I wouldn’t have it any

thean.

grateful for

happened around here?” He asked, scanning everywhere. No kidding,

we had created. Well, something like that. Apparently, this was his parents‘ house, and those folks weren’t going to take

looked at Lukel and Janice, expecting them to start crying at any moment. But to my

scream. “Food fight!” And after that, towards

laugh as Andre grabbed a handful of spaghetti and threw it at me. Lukel

them, hitting André right in the face.

screaming as we threw food at each other. The living room was now a complete mess, but I didn’t care.

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

exhausted and covered in food. But the laughter and joy

loving and playful family. I may

ones.

still covered 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 memories are yet to come. More to reminisce, more to think about. There is more to talk about