(Post series finale)
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"Now, come on kiddos," she tries, and fails, to sound calm and in control. "Okay, honestly, darling, stop drawing on the wall!" Martha manages to wrest the pen from Lily's grasp, much to her dismay.
She turns to find the twins, Jake and Reece, in a wrestling match on the floor. Rolling around, ramming into anything and everything.
It's a mess.
"Everyone, enough!" she shouts.
The three children snap to attention, faces showing an innocence defying the state of the room they're currently occupying.
She stares at them, sighing in defeat, her energy now depleted. "I'm gonna need a drink."
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A/N: I wanted to thank you all for your constant support and interest in these stories. Writing (and reading) is an excellent escape from reality. It's been helping me immensely lately, along with all your reviews/encouragement. So, thank you, so much! I appreciate you all more than you could know.