Written for someone who won an auction for a story on Facebook :)
He slowed down to make way for the trike, as it creaked urgently down the path. It was the neighbour's four-year old, Sophie, always in pink and with the shiniest eyes he had ever seen. "Hell-o Uncle Toooom," she'd say, wheeling past, and today was nothing different.
He bent down to pat those bouncing ebony curls and said "I'll see you later Sophie? At the big surprise birthday party I'm holding for my wife?" "Yessir," she replied with a toothy smile, chubby little legs pedalling fast.
He couldn't help smiling in return, and touched the little box in his coat pocket. Nestled inside was the golden locket he had promised his wife all those years ago, when they were struggling to start their new life together.
Things are indeed looking up, Tom thought... another grin bubbled up inside him as he remembered their first date.

