Turning back to my dad, he said, “Any chance we can continue this later? You’re a fascinating conversationalist.” My dad chuckled at that, eyes twinkling. “If I had a nickel for every time someone said that to me, I’d have a nickel.” And then, to me, he added, in a conspiratorial whisper, “This one’s a keeper, Ame.” Something warm and lovely bloomed in my chest at his words. And at the realization that my dad approved of someone so important to me.
