I called Mom while I was shopping and asked, “Should I bring chocolate cake or apple pie for Christmas?” – Welcome

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Thomas began to cry.

“Don’t cry like this happened to you.”

He flinched. “You’re right.”

I turned toward the door.

His hand caught mine.

“I have no excuse, Susan.”

I looked down at his fingers wrapped around mine.

“And I have no right to ask you for anything,” he murmured.

“Then don’t.”

His grip loosened.

“Give me seven days.”

I stared at him.

“Why?”

His breathing continue reading …