At My Son’s Celebration, My Sister-in-Law Took the Microphone

the rest of my life earning the right to keep saying that.”

My son stared at him.

Children know when adults are performing.

He searched Daniel’s face in that blunt, almost rude way kids do when they’re checking for lies.

Then he asked, “Even if I get a B sometime?”

A noise ran through the room. Half laugh, half choke.

Daniel smiled.

“Especially then.”

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