{Pagne's POV}
The night is cold, but the pleasant feeling inside me warms me up in a way I never thought I could feel. I look at the twins in the back, they're already fast asleep in their car seats. They must be tired, I thought they would be chatty all the way home, but once they were buckled into their car seats, it didn't take long for them to doze off. They are so adorable.
I turn my face back to the road, adjusting my head on the head rest. For a moment, my eyes follow the windscreen wipers, back and forth as they wipe snow off the windscreen, forming a pattern of a half circle.
I am suddenly reminded of the half moon cookies we had at the amusement park. The twins wouldn't stop complaining and asking why it was not a full moon instead. Thinking about the frustrated cookie seller now is making me laugh. They kept on asking him questions upon questions like they were some sort of food critics. Things would really have been awful if we ended up not buying from him.
