The call connected after the second ring.
"Aidan?" his mother's voice came through warmly. "This is unexpected."
Aidan leaned back in his office chair. "Hi, Mum."
"You sound tired."
"I've been busy." Aidan replied.
"When are you coming home?" she asked.
Aidan hesitated. "Soon, I think," he said.
"Oh." Her voice changed immediately. "How soon?"
"Two weeks, maybe. Give or take." The excitement in her voice was immediate.
"Oh, that's wonderful, Aidan. It's been weeks. Your father will be happy too, even if he pretends otherwise."
A small smile tugged at Aidan's lips.
"We'll see."
There was a brief pause before she spoke again.
"The family doctor called me yesterday. Apparently, you requested copies of our medical records." Her voice shifted slightly. "Is everything alright? Are
