It was a warm day in California, not unlike any other day.
A middle-aged man stood on his back porch, watching his sons run around giggling. A warm feeling filled his chest.
Happiness?
Contentment?
No.
Love.
Love for his beautiful sons.
He stepped out from the cover of his porch. The sun radiated warmth onto his skin.
He smiled gently as he heard the back door open behind him.
"John!" His wife called out to him "You have a call from work!"
Walking inside, leaving the warmth for cold. He picked up the phone.
A calm voice informed him that he would need to join the crew of his new television show that he was starring in and that he'd be needed the next morning.
Putting down the phone he glanced out the window, admiring his sons. He loved his wife but he supposed he wasn't in love with her. Sometimes he wished he did.