Chapter 24All day, John worried about what he'd done. But it had been with the best of intentions; Angie struggled with AJ, so this was the only solution.
Opening the front door, he sighed quietly, put his briefcase down and wondered what awaited him. The living room door was open, the TV blared away and he guessed AJ was in his pram. Angie looked around, then up at him.
'And how's he been today?'
'Can't complain,' she said.
'What did I tell you?'
'You did. I even remembered to put a ready meal in the oven. I'm pleased with myself. Wash your hands and I'll dish up. Spaghetti Bolognese. Your favourite.'
'Ooh, lovely. Things are looking up, darling.'
'Aren't they just?'
John had a peep at AJ, finding him awake and playing with a rattle. He breathed out deeply, glad everything was fin
