The next morning, well-rested and with the tension the two of them had been carrying gone, they picked up their son and brought him home, choosing to spend the day together.
"Shut the front door," Hannah yelled as she glanced at her phone.
"What?" he asked as he slipped into the driver's seat after buckling EJ in.
"My new single just hit number one on the pop charts." She flipped her phone around and showed him the message, along with the chart to reference.
"Babe! That's amazing."
There was something about the way he said it; his excitement didn't quite meet his eyes.
"What's wrong?" she asked as they backed out of the driveway.
"Does this change what you said last night? I mean a pop number one is a huge accomplishment that not even some pop stars ever get. You're a country star a
