“Thanks, Mom.” Selina pulled away, blinking at me in surprise. “You’ve never called me that.” “Is it okay? It’s just you’re the only mom I really remember. You’re the one who has always been there for me. And I don’t want to regret not telling you that, the way I do with Uncle Lawson. I wished I’d called him Dad. Because that’s how I think of him.” Selina’s eyes went glassy. “He would have loved that. But he already knew. He was your dad, even if you never actually said it. He knew.”
