My Son Brought

they don’t get their way.”

I almost drove into a mailbox.

Then I laughed.

For the first time in two days, I really laughed.

Caleb smiled.

“It just came out.”

“Good.”

“I thought you might be mad.”

“Are you kidding? I’m proud.”

His smile faded into something thoughtful.

“Is it bad that I’m kind of relieved?”

“No.”

“I mean, it still hurts.”

“I know.”

“But it’s like…” continue reading …