Adens point of view.
I didn’t get a single wink of sleep last night. I was meeting my kids today. I felt like a teenage girl dancing with the prom king, like a kid with unlimited money in a candy shop, like a bird in the wind, I was soaring I was all of those damn annoying girly cliches, and I couldn’t care less because it was true, I was giddy with excitement. I couldn’t believe it. I had known about them only a month, and it was the weirdest, longest and loneliest month of my damn life. I had all these photos, a few of every stage, but that wasn’t near enough. I needed to know them for myself. I was grateful that Hannah had at least thought to send some videos. It was like getting small pieces of their lives.
My taxi pulled up outside my house, and I rushed out to meet it. I had neve
