"I was so worried about you," I said quietly, lacing my fingers through his, wetting his dirty t-shirt with my tears.
"Why?" he asked as if he couldn't understand.
"I didn't know where you were, Aidan. I thought I'd lost you and I didn't know how to keep going without you."
He squeezed my hand, our interlaced fingers closing tightly together. "You should have known I was in my fathers house." Then he leaned down so his lips were close to my ear and whispered, "It seems to me that you're the one who's lost."
A beautiful story of loss, love and amazing grace...
Set in a small southern town, Defining Aidan explores one woman's attempt to reinvent herself as she returns to her roots following the death of a derelict husband and the birth of her son.
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