Welcome Home, Hannah
HANNAH’S POV:
Amelia and Andrew came running at full speed toward the car, their little legs pumping as fast as they could go.
But halfway across the lawn, Andrew suddenly slowed down. He frowned and grabbed Amelia’s arm, pulling her to a more reasonable pace.
“Careful!” he scolded her seriously. “Remember what Daddy said! Mommy’s still hurt! We have to be gentle!”
Amelia pouted but immediately obeyed her brother, slowing to a walk.
The two of them approached the rest of the way more cautiously, more carefully, until they were standing directly in front of me.
They just stared up at me with those big, beautiful eyes. I stared down at them, trying to memorize every detail of their faces.
And then Amelia whispered in the smallest, most careful voice, “Can I hug you now, Mommy?”
A sound escaped my lips that was somewhere between a laugh and a sob. Joy and pain and love all mixed together.
“Come here, my babies,” I whispered back, kneeling down slowly despite the way my ribs and legs protested the
movement.
They crashed into me immediately, though not too hard, because they were being careful like Andrew had instructed. But with all the force and enthusiasm of two little hearts that had been waiting weeks for this exact
moment.
Amelia wrapped her small arms around my neck, her whole body trembling against me.
Andrew pressed his face into my shoulder, his breathing quick and uneven. He was pretending he wasn’t crying, trying to be the strong big brother. But I could feel the warmth of his tears soaking into my shirt.
I held them both as tightly as I dared, pressing kisses into their hair, breathing in their familiar scent of children’s shampoo and sunshine.

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