His chest constricted seeing the joy in his little girl’s face and the same reflected in Angie’s. She looked at life with a spirit he’d missed for so many years, and she possessed a deep love for children. Although she rarely talked about her sister’s children, he understood now, learning the two tended to be rude and undisciplined. Spoiled children were difficult to admire. He thanked the Lord for the gift of Carly’s sweet nature. He couldn’t keep his eyes off Angie’s patient teaching. She lit up the room, and she lit up Carly’s world, too. As soon as Carly knew Angie would be spending time with them, her expression had changed to delight. A little smile permeated her face and wouldn’t fade unless a serious situation broke the spell. In truth, he would never find another woman who gave him and his daughter that kind of joy. But nothing was certain. His longing could end up only a dream and nothing else. His happiness faded, and he allowed his mind to drag him down.
