The lawn was full of life as Mary and Tom watched the family playing games, eating food, and chatting happily at Cora's 70th birthday party.
Their eyes were focused on two people specifically, though.
"They look just like them." Mary said in a quiet, wistful tone.
Tom glanced over at her. "They really do." he turned his attention back to where Sybbie and George were trying to help Nanny with the younger children.
He found his eyes getting tearful as he saw the spitting image of Sybil in his 18 year old, and the picture of Matthew in Mary's 17 year old.
Mary also felt herself getting teary-eyed, but swallowed down the lump in her throat. "How they've grown,"
Her brother-in-law nodded. "Yes," he took a breath, then looked over at Mary. "As the years go on, there... are times I'm frightened that this world is going to forget, forget Sybil and Matthew, but," Mary placed a hand on his shoulder as tears dripped down his face. "But as long as their children are here, it's impossible to forget them."