Bethany POV
I spent some time holding Theo as he wept softly; I was holding him to my chest, my hand rubbing his back in comfort after word came that Kitty was gone now; he was crying for the loss of his mother and sisters. I think it had finally sunk in that they were gone. Somehow, I feel he must have been in denial all this time.
Later that day, Hank arrived home happy with talking about the new grandchild and how well the birth was going. He mentioned how Felicity almost broke Sam's hand, and Sam took it like a champ.
Hank was showing us the photos of the new baby when it triggered a memory I had been meaning to ask. In the lounge were Dad, Pam, Theo, Hank, and myself; the women had gone, though I had no idea where they went or if they would be returning. They had left not long afte
