Why didn’t I think of that?
The other night at dinner, out of nowhere, Nate said to me, “We need someone to stay with us. Our family is too small.”
After I finished choking on my pizza, I said, “I know, buddy. It’s just you and me since mama died. I miss her a lot.”
He said, “Yeah… I miss her too. …Can we get a new one?”
“…Oh, honey. Maybe someday.”