Meanwhile at Jude's working place...

As it was around 4 o'clock in the afternoon when Jude with her colleagues Ramona and Charlotte had their last brief break for a couple of minutes for today, they went outside as the ladies striked a conversation.

The weather like was more than amazing. The temperatures were approximetaly around 23-24 degrees. Sun rays illuminated every motionless and mobile object below as the sky was definitely clear,lucid , scarcely any cloud daring to ruin the early summer vibes as well. The last days that had passed until nowadays, had already passed through sunny, warmer phenomenons. As the summer's dawn was remarked formally for a lot of people, living in Boston. Jude and Timothy didn't make exception apparently. The taintless, juvenile summer air as it smelled of life, possessing mighty, indisputable scent, irrupting in every person's nostrils like well welcomed guest.

By the way, let's return to the essential moment.

"Are you sure that you have twins, Jude?", the skinnier woman enquired with hesistating smile across her naturally rose lips, looking down at the future mother's bump with widened chestnut eyes.

"I am definitely sure! Today I visited the doctor to make sure if I am right.", Jude responded Charlotte's enquiry with unflappable smirk, as her hands reached down for her pregnant belly as she rubbed it, sensing the marvelous sensation to feel how the new lives are living inside their mother's shield that lasted for 9 months or probably less.

"If you say so, that's brilliant news, dear!", the both youthful women congratulated in exulted way as they exchanged a friendly, tight embrace altogether like best friends.

"Thank you, girls!", Jude couldn't demonstrate how grateful is she actually for having allies, besides colleagues with whom she could share mutual interests, diversity of perceptions and personal stories.

"You aren't obligated to thank us! It's just great to hear that you are going to be a mother of 2 amorous children.", they broke off the hug as Ramona said with ecstatic voice, adjusting her voice tone.

Afterward they entered inside the restaurant as they got back to work, working as their final hours started passing pretty quickly like the flowing sand downside inside a hourglass.

Moreover Jude announced the breathtaking, striking news to her boss, Jonathan Smith, who was unconditionally delighted to hear them, hence, he felicitated her with a diplomatic, stiff hug as a boss and an employer, and acquaintances relationship.

Meanwhile at Timothy's working place...

As the former priest was sitting on the bench, taking care of the kindergarden's children group with which he works as they went on the playground to play, relish every spent moment under the rays of the effulgent, authentic sun, illuminating the kids' faces, jolting featherly hairs and their body frames.

Timothy couldn't help as he observed the children with a broad, optimistic smile across his gleamed face, his chocolate brown eyes radiating vivid contentedness as his heart was melting. He isn't sufficiently patient just like his wife, his rare bird for their little angels to establish in this world in the upcoming months.

His infinite euphoria, the thought of having not just sole child, but 2 healthy, adorable, precious twins had already subjugated his heart since the early morning. This thought would render the former priest to feel like the luckiest, besides the most blissful man in this world.

He has essential like every adult so that to be blessed, lucky and gleeful in the same time. What he possesses currently are a family with affectionate, caring and unique wife, a home which he had bought a long time ago, consequently turning it in their love nost with Jude after they left the agony, poverty and horror of midst the wicked mental institutions or possibly places of Boston, Massachusetts; one of the primitive dreams of the former priest to have his wife's children is going to come true extremely soon, bringing more sense to live his own life in more regular way rather than as a Cardinal and Archbishop.

Nonetheless Abbigail favored to evade her peers' horde as she ran towards the still juvenile man, who looked attractive and barely aging as a 42 years old man, as he momentally sat on the bench by himself, staring in perplexed way at the little girl.

Thus she stood before Timothy with her little smile, childish smile across her snow complexion, watching with her big blue eyes his puzzled, however, cool as a cucumber, radiant chocolate eyes.

"Anything wrong, Abbigail?", he inquired concerned. 

"No. I don't want to be with them.", the little blonde replicated shyly as her cheeks evidently heated, grimacing face as her grumpiness was visible.

"I know Abbigail. I comprehend your lack of wish to play and befriends with the children.", petting her head faintly as his fingers caressed her wee pigtails.

"You are so happy. Why?", Abbigail asked the adult with her ginormous curiosity.

"Well.", exhaling crustily "My wife and I are expecting twins instead of just only one baby!", Timothy replied her enquiry honestly as he sensed a bit awkward for answering her question, due to the fact to not render an embarrassing situation, thereafter being blamed for being a weirdo.

"Wow! That's amazing!"

"I know, Abbigail! It is more than a marvel for me and Jude." 

Then Abbigail went to the bushes with white, iris and red roses as she picked off with her bare, miniature cream hands, a small bouquet with white, iris and red roses, counting 3 roses as a total sum, being careless how painful is going to interract to rose's thorns that they could graze her sensitive, glowing skin. Throughout she returned to the kindergarden teacher who sat on the bench, taking a responsiblity for the young kids. 

When Timothy saw what flowers the little girl gathered, he was rather astonished once she extended her petite arms as he questioned "For who are those gorgeous roses, Abby?" as his chocolate brown eyes with its burning flame of incredulity, glancing at the little girl as his eyes were more drawn to be darted at the magnificent, breathtaking bouquet of 3 roses in varied colors.

"For your rare bird!"

Once he heard those words as he kept on with caressing with his long, thin fingers the compact bouquet with 3 roses, he looked up at the little girl as his warm smile grew rapidly, sensing how his brittle, affectionate heart thaw from the prospect. Further he valued so much this gesture which Abby did.

If the little girl gave a sole flower to Jude as Timothy put himself in her shoes, imagining how she would indeed react to this kind, humanitarian, enthralling gesture. Especially from a young girl who is hardly either's daughter or family member but a friend and acquaintance only. 

If he brang this compact, frugal bouquet with roses to his wife, she would be exceedingly overwhelmed and gleeful along, despite he is overwhelmed right away. 

"Thank you so much, Abby! That's really kind of your side.", they swop smiles to each other as the little blonde's face was all flushed again. "Do you know my wife's real name, right?", Timothy posed the question enthusiastically.

The bashful young girl nod her head, confirming the formal answer as "yes", followed by another question from Mr.Howard's side "Then her name is...?", awaiting for her answer, of course.

"Rare bird?"

They tittered together as Timothy refute Abbigail's guess. 

"It's not rare bird. That's the romantic nickname that I address her.", he inhaled and exhaled pointedly, still smiling with a broad smile across his lips. "Try again!"

"Jud-Jude?!"

"Yes, that's right! You are so clever, Abby! Bravo!"

Abby giggled sweetly as she jumped ecstatically, felicitating her own victory, meantime Timothy's boss, Ms. Lynch emerged as she looked at the younger man with a dubious grin as she noted the bouquet of 3 roses in his mammoth hands.

"You picked up those flowers, Timothy?"

"No! Abby did for my wife.", the former monsignor answered brutally honest as he abided balanced in his own speech, without deviating as their eyes were goggled at each other, developing a regular eye contact. 

"Oh!", gasping amused as Angela carried on. "That's extremely kind gesture of Abby's side. I am convinced how grateful are you for it but Jude is going to be even more."

"Exactly! My rare bird's going to love it!"

To be continued...