Four years later…“Mummy! Mummy! Watch me gooooo!”I looked up from the counter just in time to see Aiden barreling through the shop, monster truck in hand like it was a prized jewel. His little legs moved so fast it was a miracle he didn’t trip over them. His sneakers, bright blue with tiny lights, flashed with every stomp, and he made the loudest engine noises his little lungs could manage.“Careful, superhero!” I called out, grinning. “If you crash into the tulips again, I swear I’m selling that truck.”He gasped, clutched the toy to his chest like it was sacred, and shook his head dramatically. “Nooo! Not Thunder!”Thunder. That’s what he named the truck. Apparently, it saved the world every Tuesday.I leaned my weight onto the counter, arms folded, chin resting on my hand as I watched him. My whole heart in one tiny, messy, loud, beautiful boy.It still felt surreal sometimes how we ended up here. In this little town tucked into the coast of Maine, surrounded by old lighthouses,
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