“Leo?”
He dragged a hand through his hair. “Mom, can you sit down? Please?”
Nobody says that casually when you’ve raised them alone.
That got me the faintest breath of a laugh.
“Not that, Mom.”
“Okay. Great. Not great, but better.”
“Leo?”
He dragged a hand through his hair. “Mom, can you sit down? Please?”
Nobody says that casually when you’ve raised them alone.
That got me the faintest breath of a laugh.
“Not that, Mom.”
“Okay. Great. Not great, but better.”
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