Christmas at the Castello(39)

‘Do you know the yo-yo man?'

Luca's eyes widened as he looked from Dara to Leo. Dara imagined her  husband must look like a giant from the small boy's height, and yet he  wasn't frightened.

‘Luca, this is my husband Leo. He came here to meet you.'

The other children had filtered into the room, all their attention on  the man with the yo-yo. Leo continued to delight the children with more  tricks and Luca sat resolutely by his side, telling all the other  children that ‘the yo-yo man' had come to meet him.

Before they knew it, the children were called to have lunch. As much as  Dara wanted to stay there all day, she knew that now it was time for  the official part of their visit.

As the lunch bell rang Luca's eyes turned wide and he ran to her. He  looked up at her with that uncertain expression she had come to  recognise so well after more than three months of visits.

‘I promise that I will come back,' she said solemnly.

Luca was a child of abandonment, so he regularly made her promise that  she was coming back in their same special way. Dara held out her pinkie  finger, letting him lock it with his own tiny one.

She felt a hand at her waist. Leo stood by her side, watching the  exchange with interest. ‘Is this some secret handshake I don't know  about?' he joked.

‘I can teach it to you too,' Luca said quietly.

As Dara watched, her husband got down on his knees and promised the  young boy that he would return. She felt a swell of love for this man  who had helped her to overcome so much.

Leo straightened, and they waved as the boys ran in single file towards the lunchroom. Luca was the smallest of the lot.

‘It was so good of you both to visit us today.' The friendly matron  smiled as she welcomed them into her office. ‘I couldn't help but notice  your interest in little Luca,' she said speculatively.

Dara turned to the woman, meeting her gaze. ‘My visits here haven't been as selfless as I've made them out to be.'         

     



 

‘You are a very kind woman, Dara. I don't believe that you came here out of your own interests.'

‘Maybe not at first, but it has definitely become that way.'

‘I have watched your progress with Luca intently. You know his history.  He came to us a very scared and lonely boy. Since your visits he has  changed. He talks more with the other children...he is more confident.  Your attention did that for him.' She smiled again.

Leo stepped forward, taking Dara's trembling hand in his own. ‘My wife  and I would like to start proceedings to adopt Luca.' He felt the  enormity of the words as he spoke them.

The other woman's eyes lit up with emotion and joy. ‘Oh, after  yesterday and today I confess that I had started to hope. But our hopes  get dashed here far too often.'

‘Our intentions are genuine. We would like to become Luca's parents,'  Dara said. ‘We know that the process is long, but we believe he will be  happy with us. That we can give him a good home.'

Tears filled the old matron's eyes as she took one of Dara's hands in  her own. ‘You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to realise  that, Signora Valente.'



Dara stood by the fireplace, straightening the stockings and biting her  lip. Was she jumping the gun by adding one smaller stocking beside  their own two? She worried at her bottom lip for a moment, before making  a final sweep of the living room. Piles of gifts lay stacked under the  tree, ready to be torn open by eager little hands. She had wrapped each  box painstakingly in bright paper with intricate bows. She wanted to  make today as special as it could possibly be.

‘Dara, stop worrying. The place looks amazing.' Leo strode into the  living room, his hair lightly ruffled from being outside. ‘You're going  to have to get used to less organisation around here.'

‘I know. I'm just keeping busy.' She sighed.

‘He'll be here soon. You'll be kept very busy for the weekend. Last  chance... You're sure you don't want to hire a nanny?' He smiled  mischievously.

‘We will do just fine on our own.' Dara laughed as Leo swept her into  his arms. ‘He's just one little boy-how much work could he be?'

‘I have feeling those are brave last words.'

She felt the excitement and the nerves coursing through him just as  they did inside her. Leo pressed his mouth to hers softly, tracing the  outline of her lips with own. She twined her fingers in the hair at the  nape of his neck and sighed as he deepened the kiss, moulding his hands  tightly to her waist. He shaped his body closely against hers, the  warmth of him pressing hard against her.

She wanted to remember this moment for ever. Kissing the man she loved,  here, in the home they had created, as they waited to welcome their son  to his new home for the first time.

Their son.

In just a few moments she would officially be a mother. The realisation  hit her like a freight train and she broke off their kiss just as the  doorbell rang.

‘Are you ready?'

Leo looked into her eyes, squeezing her hand tightly as they made their way to the entrance of the castello.

He smiled. ‘I can't wait to see his face once he realises he's going to live in a real-life castle.'

Dara felt her nerves melt away as she saw the excited expression on  Leo's face. Suddenly she just knew that everything was going to be  wonderful from this moment on.

They opened the door to find their social worker helping Luca out of  the car. His tiny face was turned up and he was looking at the castello  with awe.

Dara ushered Luca inside, welcoming the social worker, who would be  staying for the settling-in period. The adoption process had definitely  been speeded up by Leo, with the Valente name seeming to cut through  some of the red tape, but it was far from over. This weekend was for  Luca-to ensure that he was happy to come and live with them at the  castello for good. They had a multitude of activities planned and had  put the finishing touches to his bedroom.

Over the past weeks they had spent long hours bonding with the young  boy, going on day trips and meeting with various officials. It was a  gruelling process, but one that was vital. Everyone had to be sure that  he was happy to be adopted by them. That was what mattered most.         

     



 

Luca ran into the hall and barrelled into Leo's arms. ‘Wow, you really do live in a castle!'

‘I don't tell lies.' Leo smiled down at him.

‘Will we be living here all the time?' he asked Dara in a small voice.

Dara looked at the social worker, aware that her every move was being  assessed. ‘If you would like it, this would be our home, yes.' She  turned to Leo, feeling her confidence begin to falter.

‘Are there ghosts in this castle?' Luca asked suddenly.

‘There used to be.' Leo looked pointedly at Dara for a moment. ‘But then a brave princess came and chased all the ghosts away.'

Dara felt tiny fingers wrap around her own. She looked down to see that  Luca had grabbed on to her hand tightly as they ascended the stairs to  show him his new bedroom. Her heart soared at this show of affection.

‘I thought the knight was supposed to save the princess?' Dara questioned light-heartedly as she gripped her son's hand.

‘Sometimes the knight is the one who needs to be saved.'

Leo caught her eye and Dara smiled to herself.

They had saved one another. Two broken souls who had somehow managed to  make each other whole again. After all they had overcome in both their  pasts, she was certain that the future could only be bright.