Wendy
I woke up to the soft, golden light of dawn spilling through the gap in the curtains.
For a split second, the unfamiliar angle of the ceiling and the comforting, heavy warmth pressing in on both sides of me left me entirely disoriented. Then, the memories of last night gently flooded my mind. The pillow fort, William's sweet request, and walking down the dark hallway to bring my husband home.
I slowly turned my head on the pillow, careful not to rustle the sheets.
My breath caught in my throat.
Just inches away, my husband and my son were fast asleep. William was curled completely onto his side, his small cheek pressed flat against Reed's chest. His tiny fingers were still stubbornly clutching the fabric of Reed’s unbuttoned dress shirt.
Reed lay on his back, one strong, protec
