Chapter 34Wednesday morning, John got up early with a groan, pondering over work and driving baby AJ over to his parents. It was the same mad rush every day of the week, and then the guilt over leaving his son with them. He dreaded twelve months' time when the lad was crawling and possibly walking. Still, that was a long way off yet.
'How goes it, son?' George asked once he had AJ and his things in the house.
'Oh, not bad. It's hard but I'm carrying on, I suppose. The worst part is taking him with me when I go out. Especially when I want to buy clothes or visit the supermarket.'
'We've said we'll have him on the weekends if you need us to.'
'Can't let you do that, Dad – you're already doing too much as it is. What if it's more than you can handle? What will I do then?'
'It won't be. Y
