“It’s all right, little one,” he whispered as he lifted her carefully. Then he began humming a slow, tender tune, rocking her with the practiced ease of someone who truly understood the rhythm of caring for a baby.
Something remarkable happened.
The flight attendants exchanged looks of surprise. Henry exhaled shakily, placing a hand over his face as the tension eased from his shoulders. The relief was so strong it nearly overwhelmed him.
“How did you do that?” he asked, his voice unsteady with emotion.
Mason shrugged modestly. “Sometimes a baby just needs to feel someone’s calm. They can sense when everything around them is steady.”Continue reading…
