I stay frozen for a second after the door shuts behind Vanessa, not sure where to start from or even how to make the move.
This stall door is the only thing standing between me and my son, but somehow, I’m nervous about seeing him, talking to him.
Will he remember me from the restaurant last week?
Before I can overthink it, I take a deep breath, and then I push the door open.
Seth startles when he sees me come out, like he wasn’t expecting anyone to be in here. But he regains himself instantly, not saying anything to me as I step toward the sink, in front of the large mirror so I can look at his reflection.
“Hi,” I whisper, running my hands under the water.
Being so close to my son… being alone with him feels completely surreal. Like a dream.
And all of a sudden, I just want to fin
