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.

like it here?" Irene

thought about it before

nostalgia, and it

said as he picked

him just then. "You can sleep

fall asleep if he had to share a bed with them. As Irene released him, he picked up his book

returned just then, and he stared at Irene quizzically when he saw Tommy

then. "Goodnight, Daddy,” Tommy said primly and scampered off on his

"If Erin has a

your mind?" Isaac growled, and Irene promptly sat up

were actually unrelated, she was still his half-sister and Tommy's aunt. That would be

was just

a daughter?” Isaac

Irene

turned to look

said and

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