#Chapter 201 – Pancakes

A few hours later, wrapped in our coziest robes, Victor and I step out of our room. As soon as we walk out, I can hear the noise of our boys downstairs, laughing and talking as they have their breakfast. I clutch my robe tightly around my neck as I hear them and look up at Victor, a huge smile breaking out on my face. God, it’s good to hear them laugh. Victor returns my look and takes my hand. Then slowly, carefully, we walk down the hall and head down the stairs. As soon as they hear the creek of our footsteps on the stairs, we hear everyone go silent. I’m ahead of Victor, so they see my feet first, staying silent. Then, as soon as they see Victor’s slipper appear on the step above mine, we hear a collective gasp. Victor and I look at each other at that and can’t help but burst into laughter. “Mama!” Alvin shouts, running to the clutch the banister at the bottom of the stairs. “Papa!” Ian screeches, right after him, skidding to a stop at the bottom of the stairs and banging i