We sat there catching up on our missed time together. Atlas began to stir.
“We made breakfast if your hungry”
“Is there still coffee?”
“We can make a fresh pot,” she looked down at Atlas, “can I hold him?”
I nodded and watched her carefully scoop him into her arms where he settled, dozing back to sleep. We both got out of the bed. I grabbed the robe I had been wearing since we left the hospital and threw it over myself. Hiding the fact that I looked like I was on strike from showering. Quickly wrapping my hair in a gold claw clip I stopped at the doorway, frozen.
Celeste placed her hand in mine.
“I’m right here with you,” she gave me an encouraging nod.
Taking a deep breath I stepped through the doorframe. A feeling of relief rolling through me. In the kitchen, Aster sat next to m
