looked up.
Miguel was watching her nervously.
“Well?”
She wiped her eyes.
“You spelled ‘sacrifice’ wrong in paragraph three.”
He groaned.
“Mom.”
She laughed, then hugged him.
“It’s beautiful.”
He got the fellowship.
Years passed, as they do.
Damian remained in Miguel’s life, but differently. Smaller. More careful. He and Beatrice eventually separated after the continue reading …