Friday night, Mr. Atkins didn't dare to let us stay home alone again. Instead, we all piled into the suv and took the hour and a half trip to the airport to pick up Zeke and their mom. We waited by baggage claim for a bit until they were able to get off the plane and come on down.
Noah was quick to rush his mom as soon as she got off the escalator. He mumbled into her shoulder, and whatever he had said made her smile. She messed up his hair and walked him back to us with an arm around his shoulders. The scene made my heart sting. I tried to tell myself that I don't need that. I was already satisfied with not getting beat everyday.
Zeke followed them back. As soon as the three rejoined our group, Mr. Atkins pulled Zeke into a bear hug. Mrs. Atkins let go of Noah's shoulders in order to hug each twin and to leave a kiss on their forehead.
