It was around four when I pulled up to Emmett's house, his old station wagon was already in the driveway. As I pulled in I noticed Emmett, Jack, and Rebecca sitting on the little side patio playing a game. A smile spread across Emmett's face and he nudged Jack, who got up and ran over to me with a smile I hadn't seen in a long time. A smile that could only be described as childhood. One that showed he wasn't worried about anything, he was just happy to be a kid.
"Welcome home, mommy!" Jack smiled as he jumped into my arms.
I smiled against my sons hair and squeezed him. "Welcome to our new life, Jacky."
