My Front Porch Looking In – Lonestar

I just pulled up outside of my house after a long weekend away at an F.B.I. conference.

It's mid-afternoon and I'm positive the kids have already woken up from their naps.

I've missed them and my wife more this time than ever.

It's been the longest I have been gone in a long time.

I jog up our front porch steps eager to get inside to see my family.

I catch a movement through our window.

Still on the porch I slide over to take a look.

What I see is family and love.

There is a little boy with a carrot top that can barely walk with a Sippy-cup full of milk and a blue eyed blond with her shoes on wrong because mom probably gave in and let her dress herself.

Right in the middle hold them both is a beautiful girl my wife, my best friend, my partner, my Bones.

I love the view from my front porch but, I like it even better when I'm in the picture.

As I walk through the door all I hear is "Daddy's home!"


Let me know what you guys think about this chapter. I'm thinking about writing a story that takes place before this then add this chapter in the middle, then continue on with the story. If that is something you would like to read I'd love to know.

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