I had apparently fallen in love for the first time in my life and I had needed a thirteen-year-old to make me realize it. “Wow,” I uttered, full of clarity and awe. “You should tell her.” “Yeah …” I nodded, my stare blank and my heart hammering. “I think you’re right.” “Then, you should get married so that you can be my dad.” And there it was. That was what this was truly all about.
