Franny stirred, and her eyes fluttered open. Golden eyes, a perfect replica of her mother’s, went wide with delight, and she chortled and crawled from her mother’s chest and onto his and snuggled right back into sleep. Intense love swamped him, and he turned his head on the grass to see his love watching them, a sheen of tears in her eyes.
I love you, she mouthed.
He reached out and drew her into his arms, carefully dipping to kiss the bridge of her nose. I love you; he shaped the words with his mouth. Her eyes closed, and she went back to sleep, and he silently thanked the fate that smiled upon him and blessed him with his wife and daughter.