The thunder roared, shaking the house as rain drummed against the windows. While tidying up in the living room, the sound of hurried footsteps descending the stairs catches your attention.

It's your husband, Alan, carrying your little one in his arms, seeking refuge on the couch, pulling you close and tucking everyone under a blanket.

"Sorry, love... just until this storm settles," he whispered, while Marie clung to your sleeve, seeking comfort in the midst of the storm.