Chapter 21
Chapter 21: The Cleaning Closet
A year has passed: Margaret is walking, Marcus and Eleanor are deeply in love, and Dale and Skye's custom furniture business thrives. The two couples travel to France together to source materials, leading to a playful airport moment where Skye invents a cleaning closet to steal a private moment with Dale, while Eleanor and Marcus marvel at the couple's enduring spark.
A year had a way of folding time into itself, compressing the ordinary and the extraordinary into a single, seamless ribbon. For Dale and Skye, that ribbon was woven with the soft footsteps of a toddler, the scent of French oak and Danish oil, and the quiet hum of a life that had finally found its rhythm.
Margaret Skye was no longer a baby. She was a walking, wobbling, determined force of nature, her chubby legs carrying her from the workshop to the garden and back again, her tiny hands reaching for everything within reach. She had her mother's bright eyes and her father's contemplative frown, and she spoke in a language that only she fully understood, though Dale and Skye had become fluent translators.
"Buh-buh," she would say, pointing at the bread bin.
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