Only Miss The Road When Missing Home [Open]

[reagan]

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[OLIVER SEBASTIAN WELCOTT]

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[willow]

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Willow hummed softly, holding the small hand of her daughter as they both trailed down the sidewalk. It was a particularly sunny day today so Willow decided it was a nice day to take a trip with her daughter to the park. It was a little chilly but not so bad that they couldn't enjoy the fresh air. So that morning they had bundled up and headed to the park.

Being a single mother had its hard days and other days it seemed to easy. She felt like maybe she knew all the tricks and secrets and then her daughter would do something to surprise her. It was a struggle but one she enjoyed very much. Sadly though, she wished her fiance was still alive to help her. She missed him so much and wished her daughter could meet her father.

Willow smiled as they reached the swing-set, letting her daughter break free and run over to enjoy herself as Willow sat down on a bench, crossing her legs and keeping an eye on her. It was pretty amusing watching her daughter play, she had quite the imagination, just like her mother and hoped she would never loose it either.

Willow sighed, feeling the light breeze blow by and trying to figure out what to do after her daughter had her fun. Perhaps they would go to lunch? Lunch sounded good, it was nice to have a day off from work even though the little kids in her class weren't very hard to teach. They had moved from colors to the alphabet and shapes. It was fun for the most part. Naps were the best though, gave her a break from the screaming and running around.

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and one man in his time plays many parts

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