“Thanks, Andy, for bringing our baby home.” Becky perched in a rocker in the corner of the small living room.
“Becky, let me take him. You have to be tired.” Diana held out her arms and stepped around Andy and Brad. Neil was hovering in her fridge, and Jed was sitting on the loveseat with his father.
“Diana, I am tired, but never too tired to hold my grandson. Sit down and put your feet up, because I’m sure Danny’s going to need you soon. Neil, while you’re hovering in that kitchen, put on some coffee, because we have a lot to talk about.”
“You know this house isn’t big enough for everyone.” Diana went to go sit on the sofa, but Jed patted his knee, and she found herself drawn to him. She slid onto his lap and leaned against his shoulder.
She was so tired, emotional, and weary that she
