Seventeen
“Mommy!” Kaiden yelled. He bounced once, twice on the bed before colliding with her legs.
She bolted upright, groaning in pain. “Christ.”
“Daddy!” the boy continued. “Get up, get up! You said we’d go to the park today!”
Davion moaned into his pillow. “It’s only six in the morning.”
Grace twisted in her sheets. She stared at the curly-haired boy giggling and bouncing in front of her. Her heart knocked. All the air left her. She reached out and seized him with both hands, crushing his small body against hers.
“Hey!” he squealed. “Ow!”
“Oh my god.” Grace didn’t let go. She held him close, rocking him. “Oh god.”
“Baby?” Davion asked. He was coming up onto his elbows now, watching the tears stream down her face, his eyes widening with alarm. “Gray?”
Grace couldn’t stop crying
