Sometimes life works in mysterious ways Misha thought as he leaned against the doorframe, looking into the backyard where his family was playing. They hadn’t yet seen or heard him come home and Misha would like to keep it that way for a little while longer. He loved watching them together like this.
Misha hadn’t in his wildest imagination thought he would ever live in the house he had designed himself for the griefstriken couple he had met a little over 3 years ago. Back then this entire area had been in ruins. The houses had been fairly newly build back. It was a new community with lots of young couples and families. Almost everyone had put everything they had into buying a house and building a future together in child friendly, youthful surroundings.
