Following the loss of her child's father to suicide, Taelyn endeavors to rebuild her life while single-handedly raising her three-year-old son, Mason. In the midst of this, love finds her unexpectedly, mending her broken heart.
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I felt so bad for waking Mason up so early, but Chris and I needed to get to the airport early in order to get through TSA quickly, and we were alredy running late.
Balling his hand into a fist Chris knocked before slipping his hands into his pocket of his hoodie, I rubbed Mason's back as he continued to sleep. The locks soon began to turn as my mom unlocked the door motioning for us to step inside.
"Good morning sweethearts." My mom whispered and smiled as we stepped in, Chris closed the door and locked it behind us as I handed her Mason's bag.
"Good morning." Chris and I said at the same time which made me chuckle a little on the inside.
"We're running late so we kinda have to rush." I whispered passing Mason to my mom hoping he stayed asleep, I knew if woke up he'd probably start crying seeing Chris and I leaving.
"You guys are just fine, I know that TSA line gets really crowded so you two heading there early is smart. Please call me when you two land in LA," she said rubbing Masons back soothingly as she sat on the couch. "enjoy your time together, do something fun while you're there."
"We will." We said same time before chuckling as I leaned done to kiss the top of Mason's head, he stirred in his sleep as his eyes fluttered opened, he sat up begging into whine reaching for me.
Chris and I looked at each other before I scooped him into my arms. I kissed him on the cheek before Chris repeated my actions opposite side, but as I tried to pass him back to my mom he reached for Chris.
"Mommy and daddy have to go Mase. We'll be back." Chris said as he attempted to pass Mason back to my mom, but when he started crying I pursed my lips together not wanting to leave him.
"You two go ahead, he'll be alright in a minute." My mom said as I held back my own tears, this was my first time leaving him and actually going out of town.
Chris unlocked the car doors and I slipped into the passenger seat, wiping my tears as he drove away.
"He's gonna be fine baby, don't cry." Chris said before grabbing my hand rubbing the pad of his thumb against my knuckles in order to relax me.
"I know he will be, but this is the first time I'm ever leaving my baby." My voice cracks again as I sniffle wiping my tears with the sleeve of one of Chris's old hoodies he let me keep.
I calmed myself down after about ten minutes as we pulled into the drive-thru of Chick-Fil-a, it was partially my fault we had to come her, I didn't eat after getting Mason ready and I was starving.
Thank goodness for curbside pick up.
"You okay now mama?" Chris questioned as I nodded opening my box do chicken minis.
