Beautiful Exchange
Abe and I began driving along the Pacific Coast Highway, back from Malibu to Santa Monica.
It was hard to say goodbye to Alezmé while she stayed with the family tonight and tomorrow. But Mom was making it a little easier for me to go, so I could avoid any awkward moments, as she’d kept looking in between Abe and I, and in particular kept looking at me inquisitively as if waiting for some new special news. I had awkwardly smiled back and tore my heart away after what seemed like the thousandth hug for Alezmé.
I leaned back into the comfort of the seat, cushioning my head into the headrest and took in the wondrous sparkle of the beautiful, shimmering night lights that were coming into our view as we neared Santa Monica city. Abe was driving BJ’s vehicle back and we pick
