Charlotte’s tremble grows.
Mitch seems to grind to a halt, but I take over where she left off. “… Charlotte, I’m not a Dad yet, although…” I grin, trying to ease the tension a little… “… I’m looking forward to it when you’re ready…” A ghost of a smile curves over her lips… “But I can still imagine what it feels like to be a father. And I can see it in others. Especially in James…”
She blinks, looks down with a small nod. Her intake of breath is trembly.
“… We all know he’s not great at showing his feelings. But we all know too, that he has them…”
Her eyes are gleaming…
“… I didn’t know James when it happened, the breakdown with his wife, his first wife, his divorce, how it was that Georgie sided with her mother and not him. But I’ve come to know him well enough… I’ve seen enough… that
