"So am I," Frederic replied and held her close. He kissed the top of her head and leaned his own head on it, breathing in her calming presence. Clover stirred across from them and he looked to his son with a loving gaze. This was good. Clover finally had a mother figure in his life and the stability of two parents. So did Karen's babies, now. He turned his eyes, now filling with tears of affection, to Niamh and Harold Jr, overcome with adoration for the three children of his family.