Chapter 1091 The Lost Cunty Girl:>Ep27

• (There's a special bond between my babies and Mummy, a genuine grandmother and granddaughter connection, as deep and loving as the bond between her and little Jamie and Laura, and Bethany's two, Ryan and Jodie, who looks so much like Nia it's uncanny. My own little Nia knows when she's going to Mummy-Anh's house; she won't settle-down until she's cradled in the hollow of her nana's neck, or perched on her hip, and once she's with Mummy-Anh, she'll sleep the day away; she knows she's safe and with family.)
• I herded Mark into the bedroom (without too much resistance, I have to say; poor boy really was exhausted...) and watched him shed his clothes and climb gratefully between the sheets.
• "You'll wake me for dinner, promise?" he asked, and I nodded. I had already cooked dinner; it was keeping warm in the oven, so he could snooze as long as he wanted, which should take the edge off that exhaustion I could see in his eyes. I kissed him and watched him slide under the covers with a grateful sigh; 10 seconds later he was out like a light.