My Son’s Warning at the Airport Changed Everything

to do. Because smiling kept things smooth.

“Of course,” I said. “We’ll be fine.”

Kenzo’s grip tightened around my hand.

Quasi crouched in front of him, placing both hands on Kenzo’s shoulders, angling his face just right, like he knew how this moment should look.

“You take care of Mama for me, all right?” he said warmly.

Kenzo didn’t answer. He just nodded,continue reading …