“Oh, baby!” I cried. I knelt down and grabbed Ken, hugging him close.

“Mommy, you’re hugging too hard,” Ken whined.

I didn’t let him go. I just kept squeezing him.

“I was so worried about you! Why did you leave the dress store?” Worry and anger mixed together with my relief. I never wanted to let my son go again!

“I… I…”

“Olivia, you don’t need to smother the boy,” Ellis chastised. He put a firm hand on my ...