Ruth Herne - His Mistletoe Family

But the clock ticked on.

“I’ll figure this out, contact one or more of these—” she waved the papers toward the woman, grabbed Todd’s hand and nodded to Tyler to get up “—and get back to you. Hopefully soon so we can get this fellow started.”

“We’d like that.” The woman settled a gentle smile on the boys, a warm look of acceptance and grace. “And boys, I love your camouflage jackets. My boys loved to wear camo when they were little and my grandsons love it, too. You remind me of them.”

“Did their dad die, too? And their mom?” Todd voiced the question with all the innocence a three-year-old could muster.

Haley’s throat seized. Her chin went lax. Two little boys should never have to go through this. Any of this. The loss of parents, the shuffling around, the lack of structure, silly legalities blocking their way from a nice, normal existence.

The other woman took a deep breath. A sheen of tears brightened her eyes, but she shook her head. “No, but every night I thank God for people just like your daddy and mommy. People who try so hard to be good and fight for our freedom.” She tapped the form listing Anthony’s name and rank. “Your daddy was a hero for being a soldier, and your mommy was a hero for being strong while he was gone.”

That made sense to Todd.

Tyler didn’t look as certain. “But Mommy cried a lot when Daddy died. Aunt Dell kept telling her to find a job and things would get better, but Mommy said it wasn’t that easy. They fought a lot.”

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