Soon noon had arrived, the Turner's are about to leave to the Wyatt's house. Phoebe mind was still on the letter. She was supposed to meet Cole at 12:00 pm, but now it's 11:30 and she can't seem to make up her mind. She had got to thinking about the kids, Larine really missed Cole, and Kyle doesn't even know his father was nowhere at sight. She had promised Piper that she would bring the kids over and they would have a quiet picnic. She tried to clear her head about the letter and forget about Cole, but the thought just keep replaying in her mind. Phoebe knows she can't shut Cole out of her life forever, the kids needs him. She needed to accept the fact that Cole is back…probably forever.
"Mommy, mommy. Kyle spills his milk." Phoebe thought was interrupts by little Larine.
"Huh? What did you say baby?" Phoebe snapped out of her thoughts and looked down at her daughter.
"Kyle spilled his milk." Larine pointed to the high chair.
"Oh. Thanks honey." Phoebe turned toward Kyle and beneath him was the milk bottle he had dropped. Looking at Kyle she could see Cole's reflection, his deep blue eyes, he's wavy black hair, his fair skin…
"Mommy, are we going to Aunty Piper house?" Her thought once again was disturbed. She keeps having these sidetracks about Cole. Maybe she should consider going out to meet Cole. "Mommy!"
"Uh, yeah honey? What is it?" Phoebe asked blankly.
"Are we going to Aunty Piper"? Larine repeated the question to her clueless mother.
"Yes, honey. In a minutes, after I get this clean up." She finally snapped out of it and responds while picking up the baby bottle, then putting it in the sink. "Can you hand me the cloth, baby?" Phoebe asked.
"Yes, mommy." Larine obediently replied and handed her mother the cloth.
"Thanks honey." Phoebe cleaned up the floor and threw the cloth into the sink then picked up the baby. She took the baby bid and cleaned his mouth. "You're a big boy aren't you? Yes you are, yes you are. Now let's get you cleaned up for Aunt Piper huh?" Phoebe baby talked, Kyle coo at her and giggles.
Minutes had passed and Phoebe was about to leave, but she still has no idea what to do. She decided to let the mind lead the way. Slopped into the car and she let the mind does the driving…
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"Mommy, mommy. Kyle spills his milk." Phoebe thought was interrupts by little Larine.
"Huh? What did you say baby?" Phoebe snapped out of her thoughts and looked down at her daughter.
"Kyle spilled his milk." Larine pointed to the high chair.
"Oh. Thanks honey." Phoebe turned toward Kyle and beneath him was the milk bottle he had dropped. Looking at Kyle she could see Cole's reflection, his deep blue eyes, he's wavy black hair, his fair skin…
"Mommy, are we going to Aunty Piper house?" Her thought once again was disturbed. She keeps having these sidetracks about Cole. Maybe she should consider going out to meet Cole. "Mommy!"
"Uh, yeah honey? What is it?" Phoebe asked blankly.
"Are we going to Aunty Piper"? Larine repeated the question to her clueless mother.
"Yes, honey. In a minutes, after I get this clean up." She finally snapped out of it and responds while picking up the baby bottle, then putting it in the sink. "Can you hand me the cloth, baby?" Phoebe asked.
"Yes, mommy." Larine obediently replied and handed her mother the cloth.
"Thanks honey." Phoebe cleaned up the floor and threw the cloth into the sink then picked up the baby. She took the baby bid and cleaned his mouth. "You're a big boy aren't you? Yes you are, yes you are. Now let's get you cleaned up for Aunt Piper huh?" Phoebe baby talked, Kyle coo at her and giggles.
Minutes had passed and Phoebe was about to leave, but she still has no idea what to do. She decided to let the mind lead the way. Slopped into the car and she let the mind does the driving…
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