I'd have to rely on King to do that for me. I wanted to tell him they were tears of joy, but I wasn't capable of forming any actual words. "Lex," Gideon said softly as he leaned across my back and put his arms around me. I buried my face in my hands as the years of worry and fear seeped out of me. It was too much emotion to process at once and while I wasn't particularly proud of it, I couldn't stop the sobs that spilled from my throat. Though, after eight years, he would no longer be a little boy. After all the years of searching, I’d started to give up hope that we’d ever find the little boy.
We found him." I kept repeating the phrase over and over because I didn't know what else to do.
I pulled my hand from Gideon's and used it and my other one to cover my mouth.
It was like my mind couldn't catch up… like everything was happening in slow motion. I wasn't sure I'd understood King at first.
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