I sat down on the sofa with my son, Shaking with fear in my arms. I felt so bad that he just had to see that. I know James would have just got in his car and left me here. He was probably already on his way back to the airport.
There was only one thing I could do now, As soon as AJ settled again, I put him on the sofa and put his cartoons on and grabbed my phone. I went down the contact list, I found it and pressed call.
It rang for a few seconds before he answered.
'Hello?'
'Tom, I need your help' I told him, Trying not to sound too weak on the phone.
'Oh my god, Whats happened, Are you and AJ ok, What's wrong?' He started asking questions. I smiled. Same old Tom, Always worried about me.
'AJ is fine, Dont worry, Me and James just fell out and....' I stopped, Should I tell Tom, Woul
