My Child Laughed And Said Dad Was There Until I Looked Closer

under the nearest table with a cake pop in his hand.

“Will, honey, we don’t throw cake pops.”

“I wasn’t!” he yelled back, which usually meant he either had or was just about to.

I looked at Brad again. He was smiling at something Ellie had said. She and I had known each other since second grade. She was family in every way except blood.

Then someone said continue reading …