REINA
“Do you think dad will like how I play, Reina?” Ethan asks, fixing his bow tie in the mirror. He’s only going to join his dad downstairs for a guitar lesson, but Ethan also wants to look prim enough for his dad, and so he’s wearing some tailored pants, a formal checkered shirt and a bow tie.
Hopefully Alan shows his impression adequately.
“Ethan, your dad loves everything about you. I’m sure he’ll be enamored by your playing.” I promise.
He raises a brow. “What’s the meaning of emamauled, Reina?”
I chuckle. s**t. What was I thinking, saying such a big word around a very inquisitive eight year old?
“Impressed. Your dad will be impressed with your playing.”
The mischievous smirk on Ethan’s face tells me the little punk is about to ask another question. I try to keep my own smil
