“Hey.” He stops me, smiling my way again, and I swear I can feel his grin everywhere. “Please don’t apologize. You’re right; we don’t know each other, and you don’t owe me any information about your personal life. When you share your daughter with me is up to you, and being a mother doesn’t disqualify you from the position. She’s welcome here, and so are you.
Jeg Elsker Ham
