A Quiet Smile And A Dinner Surprise They Didn’t Expect

Edith,” his voice comes from the doorway. “I smell a specialty pie.”

“Sure you do,” I say, smiling, wiping my hands on my apron. “Come on in. It’s just about the right temperature.”

Reed leans over to hug me. Now I have to tilt my head back to see his face. It’s weird. When did he get so big?

“How’s school going?” I ask, sitting him down at the kitchen continue reading …