Chapter 40 Growing Closer

• The first weekend the boys were scheduled to stay with Michael felt like preparing for a military operation. I packed and repacked their overnight bags, meticulously labeling medications, writing down Alex's allergy information, and including detailed notes about Austin's sleep habits.
• "Mom, you're doing it again," Alex said, watching me from my bedroom doorway as I folded his favorite sweatshirt for the third time.
• "Doing what?" I smoothed invisible wrinkles from the fabric.