Rachel smiled as she watched her two kids run around the backyard. A book lay open on the table, but at the moment her children were more entertaining. They were playing some sort of game where they were wizards and were turning various parts of the garden into monsters to battle each other. The roses were apparently dragons, and the large tree had just been morphed into Godzilla.
"Hi Britt," she said as a hand covered her eyes.
Brittany moved around the table and set down the tray of sandwiches she'd had balanced on her arm. "Lunch time."
"Bobbi, Michael!" Rachel called. "Stop messing with the shed's padlock and come eat!"
"Is the padlock a monster too now?" Brittany asked when her daughter made it over to them.
"It's a Pokemon. We needed light infantry."
"That's the last time Uncle Finn reads war stories to the pair of you," Rachel mumbled. She squirted hand sanitizer into the children's hands, smiling as they talked animatedly about their "war". She caught Brittany's eye. The blonde was smiling brightly at her. This was bliss.
