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thought." Owain said.
    "Yes, he is." She grinned. "Are you done?"
    "Yes." Owain nodded and held his hands out.
    Hayley handed him the towel, but Owain did not stand up.
    "You okay?" She asked.
    "You can go now, Mom." Owain looked at her and she put her hands on her hips.
    "And what if you drown?" Hayley asked.
    "I won’t drown Mom, I’m not four anymore. I’m almost six." He rolled his eyes at her and she smiled at him.
    "Okay fine, mister." Hayley shook her head and left the room.
     
    "You look good, Luke." His mother, Heather, smiled at him as he sat down on the couch opposite her. “Tired, but good.”
    "Thanks, you too." He frowned and looked around him.
    His parents' house looked exactly the same as it had the last time he was there, which was about six months ago. Usually his mother would redecorate every three months, but everything was still in the same place. "Where is Dad?"
    "He'll be along in a bit.” Heather looked at him and tucked a long strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "I've missed you."
    "So have I." Lucas admitted and looked at his mother.
    She was still as pretty as ever, with her shoulder length blonde hair and bright hazel eyes. Both his parents were of Irish descent, but they were complete opposites. His dad had the dark brown, almost black hair, with chocolate eyes. Ric had his father’s features, whereas Lucas had a mixture of the two. He had his father’s dark hair and skin, and his mother’s eyes. Ric had his father’s temper, and Lucas had his mother’s softness. Both of them had zero bullshit tolerance, that’s why they got along so well.
    "You’ve been working too hard." Heather said, and it snapped Lucas back to the present moment.
    "It’s my job, Mom." Lucas said. “I don’t have any control over that.”
    "I know, Luke. I am just worried about you." She smiled at him.
    "You don’t have to worry about me. I’m a big boy." Lucas said and leaned back into the couch.
    "You’re still my baby boy, Luke.” Heather smiled at him. “I couldn’t stop worrying even if I tried.”
    “I know.” Lucas nodded.
    “You shouldn’t baby him like that, Heather.” A voice came from the door and Lucas jumped.
    "You're awake, Pat." Heather smiled and stood up, so did Lucas.
    "Dad." Lucas nodded.
    "Come here." Patrick Donovan held his arms out to his son and Lucas hugged him. "It's so good to see you."
    "Likewise, Dad." Lucas nodded.
    "I saw the accident on the news last night." Patrick sat down next to Heather and looked over at Lucas.
    Lucas sat back down again and nodded. "Yes. It was the worst one I have seen in a while. Luckily they’re all stable in hospital."
    "That’s good to hear. Well done, son." Patrick nodded.
    "Thanks Dad." Lucas smiled at him and looked at his mother.
    "Is Claudia working today?" Heather winked at him.
    "I don’t know, Mom." Lucas shook his head.
    "I still can’t believe you broke up with her.” Heather frowned, slightly disappointed. “She was such a lovely girl.”
    “I never liked her.” Patrick muttered.
    “It’s better this way.” Lucas raised his eyebrows and looked at his mother. “Trust me, Mom.”
    “Good riddance I say.” Patrick nodded.
    “You're not getting any younger, Luke. Ric could land a girl easier than..." Heather said.
    "Well, I'm not him, okay." Lucas snapped, instantly regretting it. "I'm sorry; I'm just a little on edge today."
    “You work too hard.” Heather smiled apologetically. “Have you been taking your medication?”
    “There’s nothing wrong with the boy, Heather!” Patrick grumbled. “He doesn’t need your constant mothering.”
    “I’m just tired, Mom. Night-shift is exhausting.” Lucas suppressed a smile and looked at his mother.
    "Nothing that a home cooked meal can't fix, I hope." Heather smiled at him.
    "You know me too well." Lucas nodded with a smile.
    "Wonderful, should I get your room ready as well?" Heather asked him and stood up.
    "If that's okay." Lucas looked at her.
    "You don't even have