 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Connor liked to think that he was still stubborn but over the years, he had mellowed out mostly. There was no shame in that. In fact, he thought that being less that way made his life easier. After all, it had been his own stubbornness that had led him to not admitting his feelings for Addison earlier. But that was all water under the bridge now; he had lived and learned. Thankfully, none of the children seemed to have inherited it… maybe except for Reagan. At least the level she possessed hadn’t been as high as his. And hopefully the grandkids would continue this trend of inheriting Addison’s sweet nature.
The delight of his wife’s wonderful laugh had not gotten old to this day. Con still quite enjoyed making her laugh even if it were mainly for the selfish reason of him being able to hear it. “Thank you for your understanding, dearest. I don’t know however my poor back would have survived it.” Now he too was laughing. It was such a joy to be out and about with both of them being in such excellent spirits.
“That’s fair,’’ Connor replied understandably. “There’s still lots of time to mull things over.” In the end, it was all up to Addison; he’d simply support whatever decision she made. “Look, we’re almost there.” He nodded his head towards the pet shop just a corner away. |