The sound of the front door creaking open snapped her out of her thoughts. Thought it might be fun to try it together.”
Her eyebrows shot up, curiosity sparking in her eyes. She didn’t think, didn’t hesitate—she rushed to him, arms outstretched, and he dropped his duffel bag with a thud, catching her in a tight embrace. Laura sat on the edge of the couch, her fingers drumming a restless rhythm against her thigh. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the living room in hues of amber and shadow. The sound of the front door creaking open snapped her out of her thoughts. Sounds like a tall order for a little box.”
Max shrugged, leaning back against the counter. Max watched her intently, his eyes darkening. “Do you feel it too?”
Laura’s heart raced as she nodded, unable to look away. “Missed you too, Mom.” His voice was deeper now, richer, but the warmth in it was the same. Laura hesitated for only a heartbeat, her mind racing.
