(Stephanie)
One week later.
I could hear the sound of waves crashing just ahead. The salty smell of the ocean filling my lungs as I peered down at a beaming Sammy.
"Please, can I swim in the ocean, mom? I won't get cold!"
Oh god, every time he said that word, I swear my stomach flipped. Mom. That's what I was to him now.
Sammy was trying to convince me that it was warm enough outside to swim, but even though the sun was shining, there was still a slight chill in the air.
Compared to the weather in New York, though, this was like a spring day. I quite like California. Especially where Grant grew up. The home is absolutely beautiful.
"We can go swimming when we get back home, buddy. We have the indoor pool, remember?" Grant reminded him, his hand squeezing Sammy's tightly as he glan
