SON: THE NEXT GENERATION CHAPTER 1

CARLIN DAVIES HOUSE

The sun shun through the master bed room  of the Carlin Davies mansion, which caused a burette that we all know and love to stir in her sleep.  Ashley opens her and glanced at the clock on the night stand near the bed which she shared with her wife of some 20 odd years which read 7:15 a.m.  It had been hard for them in the beginning, but the ups and down got them where they are today, both of them successful; with two beautiful children and loving friends and family.   Ashley continues to look at the night stand which was filled with pictures.  There was one of her and Spencer on her wedding day, one of their sons Clay at 5 years old and another of her daughter Gabby, but the one that stood out the most was the one of all her friends and family together.  The picture was taken when all the children, just that kid all of them between the ages of 5 or 6, she gave a sad smile wishes that things could go back to the way things were back then.  When Glen and Chelsea were; when the kids still needed them, but most importantly a time when her sister was still alive.  She wiped the tears that felt from eyes as she laid back down and tried to go back to sleep, but it was impossible for her to go back to sleep she was missing something and that when it occurred to her that bed next to her was empty which meant that her loving wife Spencer was already up and probably and making breakfast for her and their kids.  She smiled at the thought of her perfect her life was.  If anyone had told her 20 years ago that she would be married to such an amazing woman and two children she would have laughed in their face, but here she was with that all American family, she just hope that the rest of her friends and family where this lucky.  Realizing that it was impossible for her to go back to sleep she decided to get up and greet day.  She got of bed and shivered as the cool air hit her bare skin. She picked up her tank top and boxers that were on the floor which were taken off by her wife the night before.  She put then on along with her robe and made her way down stair ad into the kitchen.  When she got into the kitchen  a smile graced her face as she watched her wife at the stove making breakfast.  As she walked into the kitchen she greet her son, who was eating a blowing of cereal by ruffling his hair; she then went over to where her wife was and wrapped her arms around Spencer’s waist and kissed the back of her neck.  Spencer closed her eyes and tilted her head back to give Ashley better access.