![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
"careen"
Tharkay heard the front door open and immediately hit save on the article he was writing, bounding out of his study and over to the front hall; the desire was overwhelming to see whether everyone who had left that morning had come home in one piece.
And, it seemed, they had--unsurprising, for he'd have gotten a call if anything terrible had happened. George and Martha both looked faintly starry-eyed, calling their hello, Tharkay!s to him before dashing upstairs to their bedrooms. Will was putting up a good front, but his eyes betrayed how tired he was. Tharkay couldn't help thinking of Will's gaze as the parenting equivalent of the thousand-yard stare and decided he'd take pity on him. Taking his husband's hand, Tharkay pulled him into the lounge and bade him sit down on the sofa. "Was it that bad, then?"
"I think I watched my life flash before my eyes three times today," Will answered, puffing out a long breath. "You may take them driving, next time."
Tharkay heard the front door open and immediately hit save on the article he was writing, bounding out of his study and over to the front hall; the desire was overwhelming to see whether everyone who had left that morning had come home in one piece.
And, it seemed, they had--unsurprising, for he'd have gotten a call if anything terrible had happened. George and Martha both looked faintly starry-eyed, calling their hello, Tharkay!s to him before dashing upstairs to their bedrooms. Will was putting up a good front, but his eyes betrayed how tired he was. Tharkay couldn't help thinking of Will's gaze as the parenting equivalent of the thousand-yard stare and decided he'd take pity on him. Taking his husband's hand, Tharkay pulled him into the lounge and bade him sit down on the sofa. "Was it that bad, then?"
"I think I watched my life flash before my eyes three times today," Will answered, puffing out a long breath. "You may take them driving, next time."
