The Runaway Groom

Finding the book interesting, Tommy suddenly pointed outside and exclaimed, "Pitter patter!"

"Pitter patter, pitter patter, listen to the rain!"

Tommy appeared interested as Isaac read it for him, and the boy pointed outside and exclaimed, "That's what we're hearing outside... I like nursery rhymes, Daddy."

Irene smiled mildly. "As long as you like it."

Tommy then lay down and wrapped himself in the soft blanket, his little legs lifted into the air.

Just then, Isaac's phone on the table rang.

Seeing that it was James and probably about work, he picked it up. “I'm taking this."

Irene nodded. "Go on."

She lay with Tommy and read it for him, "Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home!"

"I like this, Mommy," he said, pointing at the last part. “There's no place like home—does that mean missing where we used to live?"

The boy was quite smart for his age, and Irene smiled. "More or less." “I miss home too," Tommy suddenly said.

you like it here?" Irene

suddenly thought about it

and

said as

just then. "You can

he replied—he had not slept with anyone else for the longest time, and he might not fall asleep if he had to share a bed with

stared at Irene quizzically when he

boy was just too old to sleep with then. "Goodnight, Daddy,” Tommy

has a daughter, do you think we could have her as our

growled, and Irene

Erin and Isaac were actually unrelated, she was still his

shrugged—she was

want a daughter?”

Irene asked in

door just as he turned to look at

he said and

remained slender even after having two sons, and he felt