4 days later...

Jude's POV

The days passed quite quickly, compared to the cold, sinisterly ferocious days in Briarcliff as an inmate. What beatifical days!

Today I was on a night term at work and I had almost nothing to do at home except to read some sources such as books, encyclopedias or newspapers, watching TV, cook or bake something delectable or else, I have determined myself to attend my husband's working place to behold him and the children with which he works. 

As I was in my bedroom, already opened the wardrobe, looking for something to put on for outdoors, I picked up a larger size shirt in pastel red, buttoning to my collarbone, showing less skin due to that when it's joint a word about casual occasions, I am demonstrating less flesh of mine, besides my pregnancy that is among my cardinal motives why I haven't left a handful shirt's buttons unclasped. 

Back to my outfit choice, I put on myself a pair of white trousers with deep pockets, my ruby-sapphire bracelet on my right wrist, silver earrings, a white floral, cotton headband, drawing back scalp hair,  vintage black pumps with my black purse, comprises the house's keys and a couple of important items. I sprayed my neck, palms, settled, curly golden hair like a waterfall. 

I examined every room in the 2 story mansion in case to check if I have forgotten something incidentally. 

At last I left the house as I locked the room, starting to walk to the kindergarden institution.

A several minutes later...

Jude's POV

As I loured, the sun rays blanketed with its illuminating sun rays my body image and my face, as my long curly honey hair bounced per each step, with a high chin up as I straight looked at my path that I crossed on foot, my pumps clicking cement ground. Surrounded by blossoming trees with vast crowns in diversity of colors such as green, yellow, crepe pink and orange. Clear sky, even a cloud hadn't dwelled like a steady settler. The weak breeze with its invinsible but agreeable sensation, blowing through my hair like a blade.

Earlier in the morning of this day, it rained heavily as each rain drop moistened everything below the dark, grayish, solid clouds which lasted for a few hours only, fortunately. Thereafter the rainbow emerged as the clouds moved slowly forward with every passed second, scouring the sky with its pure, aesthetically sky blue sky like it hasn't rained for a long time. 

Once I established myself near the kindegarden's zone, I pushed lightly one of the gates as I let stepping in the area. My clicking pumps couldn't be obviously abide unheard but from the nearby people especially Timothy and the children with which he works as he talked to them. I closed the gate behind me, pursuing my husband who currently, crouched down to 2 of the children's level as he communicated with them just like a teacher-student relationship only. Nothing more special than this! 

When I shared the closest distance with the kindergarden children and Timothy who recently had on himself a space blue long sleeve tartan shirt with 2 unbuttoned buttons, revealing apart of his neck's flesh and hairy, muscular chest, followed by a pair of practical black trousers, black shoes. He looked handsome as always! As he rose up his body, initially I startled him with my unpredictable presence as we chuckled awkwardly due to the happened:

-Oh hi, Mrs. Howard!- He greeted me as he pronounced my last name in nickering way as our eyes met, his chocolate eyes darted into mine like sharp arrows in the prey's core. His little, humble smile resurfaced on his face.

-Hi, Mr.Howard!- I greeted him back as I wore a broad, jaunty smile across my lips. I sounded rather mocking just like Timothy either too. 

-How are you, my love?- We embraced each other, an embrace that didn't last for more than 30 seconds. As our torsos were pressed against each one, feeling how Timothy's heart was beating against mine. 

-I am well, thank you. How about you too, sweetie?- I questioned enthusiastically.

-Oh, I am super. *thereafter turning his back as he shouted at the kids, subsequently they questioned him with a simple "Yes?" as he commanded them to come and say "Hi!" to me* Children, say hi to this lovely lady over there. My wife! 

Once the children pursued us, they waved at me as they greeted me warmly with a brief "Hi Judy!", recalling perfectly my name as they wore resplendent smiles across their little, plump lips. It was pretty apparent that they were so excited to see me again as always. The group of children was about with 16 members, resulting the fact that there were more little girls rather than boys with 5-6 numbers only. I had spent some of my time with those amazing little angles as I have the actual permission from Mrs.Lynch to spend a few hours with them and my husband on his working place. After greeting one of the children, we striked a brief conversation as a couple about personal stuff unless one of the kindergarten's kids cut off our conversation as she stood before me with a little, adorable, delicate smile across her face.

This little girl looked visually 4 years old as she had blond hair on pigtails, possessing glacial blue eyes, pale skin color, naturally sakura pink lips, wearing iris purple T-shirt as an undergarment of her jeans overalls and white sneakers. Her name is Abbigail.

Initially Abbigali startled me with her unsolicited presence as I wore a nervous smile as she managed to look up at me with her big glacial blue eyes meantime both of us with Timothy tittered due to the happened a couple of seconds ago:

-Oh hi!- I exclaimed pertrubed as I sensed my cheeks heating in this moment as I looked down at the little hare, our eyes met, developing an eye contact.

-Judy, why your belly is a bit bloated?- Abbigail pointed precisely at my belly with her thin index finger.

-*cackling innocently as I crouched down to Abbigali's level, staring at her eyes* I am just pregnant. When woman's belly is unusually bigger than a slight bloated one, that should means the female is actually pregnant. You understood? *she nod her head in agreement with a modest smile* Good, sweetheart!- I stroke her head gently as I smiled to her.

As I rose up my body, Timothy apprended a commentary with a light sniggle when Abbigail didn't walk away.

-Aww, what a curious discoverer she is!- He uttered derisively.

-She is definitely! Without an exaggeration!- I said candidly as I grinned.

-Yeah! *crouching down as he stroked tenderly the little girl's sunshine blonde pigtails with his mammoth hand as he looked at her eyes* Abbigail, why don't you play with the other kids for example with...*glimpsing at the other children who were rather entertained with plenty and diversity of activities as his chocolate eyes darted for a while into Edward, a black haired boy with light complexion whose laugh could be heard from a couple of meters distance* Edward, for example! - He proffered her to play with another kids by mentioning Edward, one of the kindergarden's kids as well.

-I don't want to! *her grotesque crabby face ideally outcropped, expressing frustration due to the fact that she doesn't wants to play with her peers; it was admittedly unmistakeable that she prefers our company to her compeers* I want to be with you. - She recalcitrated stubbornly as she didn't give up as a little lionhearted princess with grumpy face, frowning.

-Well then! We cannot stop you since you wish this.- I replied.

-Isn't too sad for you for that you desolate yourself from your peers, Abbigail?- Timothy asked her with velvet and tranquil voice in the same time as he pended for her answer, in spite of her dissatisfaction.

-It's not at all. They are so boring!- Abbigail responded boldly.

-Okay, okay!- We sighed as my husband answered her speech.

-What interests you, Abbigail?- I enquired the little angel as I opted to change the subject so that to not let down, hence, all we could behold on her small, plump face was a vivid, infantile smile that glittered.

-Your p-pregancy.- Firstly, she amused us that she is far enthusiastic to discuss my pregnancy, although the dim perturbation but turmoil, blended in the same time. Further the little girl stammered as she spoke her mind as her face turned red, momentally acquired more reddish hue.

-Okay so...what does interests you about my pregnancy?- Meanwhile Timothy stood next to me as he clasped his hand around my left shoulder as we lowered our heads so that to have easier eye contact connection between 3 of us.

-In which month are you pregnant?

-I am actually...*swallowing a gulp in my throat* pregnant in 11-12th week.

-How much time you should wait until the baby's born?

-9 months maximun! There are cases when the baby wants to come earlier on this world, despite the foolhardy prejudices and consequences.- Tim explained to her in consice way as he kept his speech compact, lucid and accurate in the same time, smiling to the innocent Abbigail.

-Woow! That's marvelous. *she woowed as her widely opened huge, blue eyes were astonished, her mouth opened, letting out the "Wow!" sound come like a music note from a musical instrument* You will have a baby very soon!

-Not exactly soon but in October, personally! Likewise it is marvelous and morbidly painful in the same time. It's not easy to be a grown woman especially either a future mother or mother with multiple children. 

She just nod in such cute and frugal way. 

Abbigail was much different girl than her own peers with exception of the unmistaken fact that she is exactly curious like them. She was tremendously interested and to support friendships even conversation with adults unlike the rest of the girls and boys on her fiercely brittle age. Additionally, she wishes to become a singer and philosopher in the same time once when she grows up as she hadn't gone to school yet. 

To be continued...