WHEN we got home, my phone was bombarded with missed calls and messages from Zac. I ignored it and changed into more comfortable clothes. I plan to cook Luca’s favorite dish for dinner tonight. I wanted to show him how much I love him through my cooking.
Samuel and I have already finished eating dinner, and there’s still no sign of Lucas. I left my phone in the bedroom since I was avoiding Zac’s attempts to contact me. I sent a message to Lucas telling him I cooked his favorite dish for dinner. I wonder if he tried to contact me.
As I tucked Samuel in bed, he asked where his dad was, and I just told him that he was busy at work. What surprised me was what he asked next.
Samuel: “Mom, who was that guy at the supermarket? Is he my uncle?”
Sarah: “Huh? Why do you ask that?”
Samuel: “We k
