Matt
Erik and I walk into the house and everything still feels unreal. Fiona is pregnant with our pup.
“Dad? Do you want something to eat?” Erik sighs.
“No, I’m good.” My stomach is still in knots.
“Okay.” We both stand around the living room looking and feeling lost.
“How about some takeaway?” I frown.
“Nah, I’m not that hungry.” Erik shrugs. I walk to the kitchen, and switch on the kettle, absentmindedly taking out her mug and a teabag.
“Dad… what are you doing? Mom’s not here.” Erik looks even more confused.
“Oh, yes, of course. I don’t know what I was thinking.” I pat him on the back. “I think I’m going to go to bed, buddy.”
“Dad? … I’m going to be a big brother …” Erik’s eyes grow a little wider.
“Yeah, you are buddy.” I ruffle his hair and smile at him.
“We are going to be
