“So he didn’t choose to leave me?” Ethan asked.
“No, honey.”
“Does Christa know about me now?”
I paused. “Yes. She wants to meet you. But I asked her to stay away until I had time to think about stuff, process it, and talk to you on my own. It’s been just you and me for a long time, kiddo. I didn’t know how either of us would feel about a third party joining us. That’s not the kind of decision I can make on my own.”
Ethan studied me solemnly. “We’re a good team, you and me.”
“You bet we are. The best team.” I leaned over at the stoplight and ruffled his hair. The older he got, the more he complained, but…mother’s prerogative. “You must have a lot of questions for me.”
“Do I have to meet her?”
“Not if you don’t want to. You’re almost eighteen, so I won’t force you. But I think you sh
