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Chapter Eleven--Six years later
Expecting another child, Mrs. Logan Haynes led her four-year-old twins to the booster seats in the car after an unsuccessful shoe shopping trip.
"Mommy, Andrew hit me!" Brooke screamed.
"Andrew, please stop!" Meredith said in her kind voice. "Or you'll go to the corner when we get home."
"Ok, mommy," whimpered Andrew.
As she pulled into the driveway, she saw Logan had beaten her home.
"Daddy's home. Yay!" screamed the twins excitedly.
Meredith helped the squirming children out of their booster seats.
Logan came outside then. He hugged the twins, looking at his seven-month pregnant wife. He stood straight and gave her a kiss.
"I love you, Mere."
"I love you, too."
