... with James and Claire this afternoon, but I foolishly spoiled things by getting upset over some trivial stuff that was said and ended up sobbing all the way home.
Fortunately my son would not leave things as they were and rushed up to Fram this evening to get it sorted. All it took was one word "Sorry" and a huge cuddle and everything was good again.
I think I can count on the fingers of one hand (and maybe not all of those) the occasions when James and I have ever argued. I hate it when it happens, but fortunately know that there won't be a recurrence for a long, long time.
Love you Son!

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