THE JOURNEY HOME CHAPTER 1
Abby spied an empty bistro table tucked into the corner of the coffee shop. She had deliberately avoided the lunchtime rush on the off-chance that Devin pitched a fit when she strapped him into the highchair. Over the last few weeks, he had grown accustomed to sitting on her lap to eat. Abby pushed the highchair against the wall and quickly slid him behind the tray before wiping it down with a wet wipe. Then, to Devin’s delight, his plastic sippy cup and plate appeared. He grinned as she put a few Cheerios on the plate. Abby hoped it would keep him busy while she closed her eyes and soaked in the aromas that beckoned when she and Devin walked in the door.
Moments later, she was jolted from a sleep-deprived haze. Devin burst into sobs. He flung his sippy cup thr
