Ella was nearly finished with her stew when she heard someone say hello to her. "Hello!" she greeted warmly, her back still to whomever had walked in. It took her another moment to finish off stirring the stew before she turned to face a very handsome young man. There was something familiar about him, only a moment later he said he was her son and Ella dropped her spoon on the floor.
"Isaiah," she repeated as she walked around the kitchen island to stand in front of him. That was a beautiful name, and he was so very handsome. Ella reached out to cup his cheek, tears already forming in her eyes. "I'm so pleased to see you again," she admitted, very sincerely. Oh, he was everything she had thought he would be and more.