I run back upstairs because I don't want to cry in front of Christian and beg him to not leave me. I lock myself in my bedroom, cover my face with my hands and sob.
I can hear the girls crying in the next room but I need to compose myself before I can go and console them.
How? Why? No!
This hurts! Should have I just told Christian about my plan? He didn't tell me about him! Plus, I didn't want everyone to know about it in case Kevin says something he is not supposed to be a mistake. He is only a baby, after all.
I am still busy wallowing in self-pity when I hear frantic knocks on my door.
"Daddy! Daddy!! Open up! Kevin's back!! Daddyyyy!!" I hear Carol shout and I run to open the door!
Did the plan work!!?!?
I run downstairs to see a distraught Grey holding Kevin as his life depends
