A gentle breeze could be felt in the air, the leaves rustling as childrens' laughter could be heard from the garden. A young woman could be seen walking out of the nearby house, a tray of lemonade and sandwiches in her hands, her eyes shining with joy.

"Matthew! Emily! Time for lunch!" Her soft voice rang through the air, the young children turning at the sound before they ran towards her, their eyes wide with curiosity.

"Wha is it Mommy! Wha you make?" Their sweet voices rang out at once, identical faces smiling brightly at her.

"Peanut butter and strawberry jam, my little loves." She lowered the tray carefully, revealing the food to her children.

"Buh you maked tha yesurday.... We wannud somefin else tuhday!" Pouting cutely, the twin toddlers ran back into the garden, ignoring the soft calls of their mother who soon sighed in defeat and turned back to the house.

Shina did her best to ignore the quiet laughter of her husband as she passed by her, the tray of hotdogs and chips in his hands soon bringing the sounds of loud cheering to her ears. It looks like today would be a Daddy day.

Elijah may have won this time, but she was determined that she would win the next battle for her children's favor. Maybe for dinner she could win them over again with a barbeque in the back yard. It was so much fun, this little game of favorites.

But deep inside, she knew Elijah would always be her favorite. No matter how much she loved their children, no matter how close she was to loving them just as much, Eli was still the most important person in her life by that little tiny bit extra.

Her beloved Eli.

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In a distant hospital, a finger twitched before growing still once more.