I Asked the Waiter to Split the Check

Emma climbed into her booster seat and asked, “Are we getting chicken nuggets?”

That almost made me laugh.

“Yes,” I said. “We’re absolutely getting chicken nuggets.”

“With fries?”

“With fries.”

Sophie got in without another word.

I shut both doors and stood there a second with my hand on the roof of the car. The parking lot smelled like wet pavement and continue reading …