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?"

Irene smiled. "More

you like it here?"

suddenly thought about it before adding, "But I

him—such was nostalgia, and it inevitably occurs when one has fond

said as he picked up the

just then. "You can sleep

if he had to share a bed with them. As Irene

at Irene quizzically when he

sleep with then. "Goodnight, Daddy,” Tommy

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

Isaac growled, and Irene

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

was

want a

Irene asked

he turned to look at her, and he approached her

exactly!" he said and

having two sons, and he felt like he could snap

and withdrew from him, but there was no place to hide when the bed was