Graeme sipped from his mug of coffee, gazing ahead of him as his mind churned. He was seated outside on the balcony of his luxurious apartment, looking out on the high rise sky line.
Since it was Sunday, he didn’t have to go to work. He had finished his simple breakfast sandwich and coffee earlier, and had poured himself another cup because he had felt like it.
The soft, natural breeze washed over him, and he luxuriated in it with a noiseless sigh. Sunday’s, the only day he got to be truly alone, were his absolute favorite.
Before long, his mind settler on the unpleasant issue that had plagued him all month long – Will, his son, and his biological mother.
Graeme had no qualms with the little boy – having met him, he was proud to think that part of him had contributed to such an amaz
