Chapter 10 - The Unbroken Circle
As the golden hues of autumn settled over the neighborhood, painting the maple trees in brilliant shades of crimson and gold, Mark stood on the front porch holding six-month-old Leo in his arms. The cool breeze carried the sweet scent of fallen leaves and woodsmoke from the chimney.
Emily walked out onto the porch carrying two mugs of hot cider, stepping up beside Mark and resting her head gently against his shoulder.
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"Penny for your thoughts?" Emily smiled softly, handing him a mug.
Mark wrapped his free arm around her waist, pulling her close, feeling the solid, unbreakable warmth of his family. He looked down at Leo, who was happily babbling and reaching for a falling leaf, then turned his gaze out toward the quiet, peaceful street
