I looked at Dennis with deep affection and gratitude as he said, "Mom, I read the letter you gave me, and I also wrote one for you."
I was surprised and touched. "Really, Dennis? You wrote me a letter?"
Dennis nodded, handing me the letter. "Here, Mom. I'm sorry for what happened today."
I took the letter from Dennis, my eyes full of emotion. "Thank you, Dennis. I'm sorry too, for the things I said and did today."
Dennis smiled, his eyes filled with understanding. "It's okay, Mom. Don't worry too much. Why don't you order some takeout for dinner, and I'll clean up the table?"
A sense of relief washed over me as I heard those words from my son. "Thank you, Dennis. I'll do just that."
Dennis began to clear the table while I placed an order for dinner. A feeling of peace a
