Six Sentence Sunday "Autumn Wind"

He watched her brush out her hair and then get into bed with him.  She looked tired and really all he had wanted to do was hold her.  He remembered being a teenager and wishing for these moments, to lay in their bed with her and hold her in his arms.  He was looking forward in going away with them for a few days. To get away and reconnect with his little family.  “I love you, my beautiful angel.” He whispered running his hand down her body.