My Son Brought

again two months later.

He said yes.

They went to a diner near the mall. Caleb came home with a takeout slice of pie and an expression I couldn’t read.

“How was it?” I asked.

“Weird.”

“Bad weird?”

“Not really.”

He put the pie in the fridge.

“She asked questions.”

“About what?”

“Me.”

He sounded almost suspicious.

I smiled.

“That must have been strange.”

“Very.”

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