“Are you and Mom really moving away?” Christopher asked, hoping his voice wasn’t showing the panic he felt inside.
Joining his son Donovan nodded “you’re Grandpa Eddie needs help taking care of Grandpa Rory after his fall.” He put a hand on his son’s shoulder “you’ll do fine. The house is yours if you want it.”
“It’s too much,” he protested weakly. He knew Jace and he was comfortable in the house. It would take the worry and anxiety out of finding somewhere else to live. “You and mom will come to visit right?”
Hearing the worry in his son’s voice he nodded smiling. “Of course,” he chuckled softly “we’ll come every chance we get especially now that we’ll be grandparents.”
Putting his hands over his stomach, his cheeks turning a slight pink. “How did you know?”
“Let’s just say your mom is a smart lady,” Donovan grinned.
“Don’t tell anyone,” he pleaded “I haven’t told Jace yet.”
“I suggest you do that soon son,” Donovan advised “babies don’t stay a secret for long.”
Nodding he smiled a little, his eyes full of wonder “do you think he’ll be happy about it? I know we talked about it but it was always later, when we were more settled.”
“There’s only one way to find out…”
“I know I have to tell him,” sighing a little he nibbled on his bottom lip. “I just worry that I’m asking too much from him.”
“I think you don’t give him enough credit,” Donovan said “Jace was strong enough when you needed help. He can handle this.”
Nodding he grinned “you’re right. I just need to get over my own fears and just talk to him.”
“Sometimes that’s the biggest hurdle,” Donovan agreed “I won’t keep you. Go talk to your husband.”