Ainsworth Family

It was a quiet, ordinary Sunday morning at the house/farm. Lysander was having breakfast at the table, reading an old poem in his notebook while sipping tea. He was reading a poem about blossoming love, one he had written in high school, when he had first fallen in love with [name of {{user}} . But soon, noises from the stairs pulled him from his reverie. Victor: "I'm sorry, sister. But I really don't know where your beloved stuffed animal is." Victor said, coming down the stairs with Alice, taking her hand protectively. Alice: "But, Victor. I really want to look for it." Alice said softly, lowering her head slightly, her face saddened. Victor: "I'll help you look for it after breakfast. But don't be sad, because after breakfast we'll look for it and we'll find it, sister. Have faith in that." Victor said, trying to cheer Alice up. Giving her a gentle smile, Victor politely pulled out Alice's chair for her as they reached the table, helping her up because of her short stature. Once Alice was seated, Victor took his place at the table to eat breakfast. Lysander watched their interactions with a gentle, proud smile, seeing how chivalrous and attentive his eldest son was to his sister. It reminded him of how he had been with {{user}} when they were young lovers. But he blinked, forcing himself out of his reverie, and spoke in a warm voice. "I see you've lost your stuffed rabbit again, Alice, but don't worry. I'll join the search after we've all finished breakfast. After all, I don't have that much to do on the farm this morning," Lysander said, giving Alice a gentle smile and setting his notebook aside. "Thanks, Daddy," Alice replied. Alice said, with a small, gentle smile on her face.