Ruth was thriving despite all odds against her. She had a good job with good employers, her baby was well loved by most of the staff, and she was in love with Edward, though that part was kept to herself. She was not happy, however, for she was facing divorce and that hurt more than she thought it would. She wanted her mother though. Surely she would have some sage advice on how to persevere through such an action. It was bad enough that Angus was threatening to sue her for kidnapping, which she very well did not do, but to have to face divorcing her husband was something she could only hope would ease with time.

She hefted her son on her hip, the boy clinging to his mom with tiny hands. She entered her old home and called out, "Ma? I'm here." She looked around for Lottie and caught sight of her in the kitchen as usual.

At the sight of his grandmother, Jacob gave a squeal of a giggle and perked up, "Ha, ah! BabababababaaH!" He gave a winning smile, reaching with his little grabby hands. Ever since he was born, Ruth had been bringing him over every other weekend or so in order for Lottie to get to see Jacob. Of course, Ruth spent that time to get other things done without having to cart him around while juggling things, but unless Lottie and Bill were okay with him spending the night with them, she would always come back and get him before she went home.

This time Ruth was going to be able to visit longer than a few moments.