They were back.
I spun around and sprinted to the study, clenching my fists as I watched the data transfer inch along. I could already hear the front door opening downstairs, making me stomp my feet in frustration.
Finally, the transfer finished. I yanked out the USB drive, closed the laptop, and dashed out of the study. Their footsteps echoed up the stairs, and I shook like a leaf.
I took a deep breath and forced my wobbly legs to move towards the stairs.
Just a few steps out, Aidan appeared, carrying Alex, with Cathy trailing behind, holding a blanket.
I laughed bitterly inside. What a picture-perfect family of three, but that was my son.
"How's Alex? Let me hold him!" I reached out to take him, but Alex twisted away from me, clutching Aidan's neck tightly. "Daddy!"
"Yeah?" Aidan
