Ashley
The text from my phone glowed faintly as I read it again: Are we still on for this afternoon?
I hadn't expected Zach to remember our plans, much less confirm them. My heart fluttered with a mix of anxiety and anticipation as I typed back a simple.
Yes, 3pm at Riverside Park.
Our son, Harvey, was bouncing on his toes beside me at the park entrance. He was still young enough that every outing felt like an adventure, yet old enough to understand the rarity of both his parents being together.
"Is Daddy really coming?" he asked for the third time, his small hand warm in mine.
"He said he would," I replied, scanning the path. And then I saw him, Zach, walking toward us with that familiar purposeful stride that had made my heart race for different reasons.
I felt my emotions were me
