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.

it here?"

and suddenly thought about it before adding,

him—such was nostalgia, and it inevitably occurs

said as he

him just then. "You can

can't," 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 them. As Irene released him, he picked up his book and briskly slid off the

stared at Irene quizzically when he

just too old to sleep with then. "Goodnight, Daddy,” Tommy said primly and scampered off on

she asked, "If Erin has a daughter, do you think we could

mind?" Isaac growled,

unrelated, she was

was

you want a daughter?” Isaac

Irene asked in

the door just as he turned to look at her, and he approached her

thoughts exactly!" he said and

having two sons, and he felt like he could snap her if he