JULIA
My heart dropped.
“Oh s**t,” Sarah said before she could stop himself. Normally, I would turn to glare at her, but I was too shocked to even do that.
“Aunt Sarah,” Andy said, shaking his head. "Don't say bad words."
Sarah sheepishly smiled, also not knowing what to say.
I cleared my throat. Maybe, I just heard it wrong. “Can you repeat that, bub?”
Andy pursed his lips before speaking once more. “My dad,” he muttered. “Can I meet him on my 6th birthday, please?”
I heard right. “Goodness,” I whispered to myself.
He never asked for him. Not once in all these years. Not when he was teased for being the only kid in their neighborhood without a dad during a Father’s Day event. Not when I’d find him quietly watching other kids with their dads at the park.
Andy had always bee
