This evening while Rick’s parents were watching Pete and Jamie in the lounge, I took Angus into his room to deal with his dirty nappy. I had almost finished changing him when he suddenly said, “Cameron!”
“Cameron?” I asked.
“Cameron in the play room!” he replied.
“Cameron’s photo is in the playroom, yes.” I corrected him, sadly.
“Cameron in the play room!” he repeated.
“No, Cameron’s living with God darling, but his photo is in the playroom,” I said.
“No, Cameron in the play room!” By this time, he sounded almost a little upset with me.
So as not to disagree with him anymore, I suggested that we go into the playroom together and find Cameron’s photo. He was very happy to do this.
We went in and found the small frame that held Cameron’s photos. I handed it to him and suggested that he show it to Nan, and he rushed over immediately to do this.
At that very same moment, Rick arrived home.