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?"

about it before adding, "But I miss

was nostalgia, and it inevitably

said as he

then. "You

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

and he stared at Irene quizzically when he saw Tommy

with then. "Goodnight, Daddy,” Tommy said primly

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

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

Erin and Isaac were actually unrelated, she was still

shrugged—she was just

want a daughter?”

you?" Irene asked

look at her, and he approached her slowly and

exactly!" he said and reached out

sons, and he felt like he could snap her if he got a little