Adrian
“I’m so glad you understand me. Come here. Let me hug you.”
I got up and sat beside her. She pulled me into a tight embrace, and I felt something wet on my shoulder. Then I heard it—her breath hitching as she held back tears. She was crying from happiness.
I didn’t know what to do. If she were crying from sadness, I’d know how to comfort her. But this… this was different.
When she pulled back, I gently wiped her tears away with my hands.
“No more crying, Mom. You look best when you’re smiling.”
“As long as I have a grandchild—no matter what your father says—I’ll keep smiling. You can count on it.”
“I swear to you, Mom… If it’s in my power, you’ll have grandchildren.”
Her smile… God, it was the kind of smile I remembered from childhood. Pure. Warm. The kind of smile that made
