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Standing on the lawn at Uncle Wayne's, Connor Mead took a moment to look around. His eyes fell on the very familiar form of his wife and his heart skipped a beat.
Talking with Sandra, Jenny's head was thrown back as she laughed. The sun caught her hair just right and she glowed.
Frozen to the spot, he found himself content just simply looking at her.
As if she sensed him looking at her, Jenny turned her face and her eyes caught his. There was warmth as they shared an unspoken moment.
When she turned back to the conversation with her sister-in-law, he found he still couldn't tear his eyes from her.
Watching her standing there, her hands braced at her back, sunglasses perched atop her head, her transparent white blouse and singlet failing to hide several months of pregnancy, Connor knew he was a lucky SOB.
Just a little moment.