The little boy runs into the kitchen in his pajamas. He is swept up into a hug and gorgeous auburn hair falls across his face. I shiver, staring through the glass, my cheeks wet with tears as I gaze at the beautiful woman holding my son. That should be me. It will be me again. We were the perfect family once. Shep, my handsome husband. My darling little boy... and our tiny baby girl. The night...