I’m almost done cleaning up the living room when I hear the front door open. I stand up and wait quietly as I hear footsteps coming down the hallway. Lucas enters the living room looking like he’s in a fog.

“Hi, sweetie,” I smile at him and he looks over, noticing me for the first time since coming into the room. “Everything okay?”

Lucas comes over to me and pulls me to his chest. His chin rests heavily on my head. I can tell he is exhausted so I hold him ...