A MULTI TALENTED WIFE

A/N: Special shout out to Rita Wilson and Diavla. Thank you for your gifts.

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One fine afternoon, as Harlow walked through the Villa, she came across an interesting room. Her favorite place in her past life. A place where she brought her imagination to life.

A place she had enjoyed the most playing with Alex. It was his favorite place to be whenever he wasn't with Grandma Hamilton.

She smiled, in the past, both she and Alex would sit here together, painting. He used to have his little wooden chair in a corner and before the day was over, he had bathe all the colours of paint. Alex loved painting his father. All he ever wished for was a little time with the man.

"Mummy, look what I painted." He would run to her with his work. Though the images were skeletal, they still had meaning.

"This is daddy, and mummy, and grandma, and me. Hahahaha."

"It's beautiful Alex." Harlow would say.