
A man struggles to raise his triplets after his wife’s death, believing they were his own. However, things soon hit rock bottom one day when he meets a stranger in the cemetery and learns the babies he had been devoted to raising for so long were not really his. Dried, rotten brown leaves crunched under Jordan Fox’s boots as he pushed his baby stroller into the Manhattan cemetery’s ornate gateway. Dry flowers and half-burnt candles were strewn across the lawn. A gust of wind howled through the row of Eastern red cedar, breaking the grave silence as he proceeded to his late wife Kyra’s tomb. It was her first death anniversary.
Holy cow! My potluck contribution went faster than I could react
Crispy Baked Cauliflower with Creamy Dill Dip – Irresistibly Crunchy & Flavorful
Strawberry Cream Cheese Icebox Cake
APPLE CHEESECAKE TACOS
WHITE BEAN AND HAM HOCK SOUP: Hearty Comfort in a Bowl
Home invaded by cockroaches and cockroaches, how to clean the floor to eliminate them immediately
OLD FASHIONED GOULASH
Put 2 lemons in the washing machine: You’ve never had so much laundry in your life
I Had Doubts about Dating a Single Dad, but What I Found after He Moved into My House Left Me Pale









