“Daddy, I have a question.” “Okay. Let’s hear it, bug.” “Is Ash going to be my mommy?” Air getting lodged in my throat, I cough, pounding a fist to my chest. “What do you mean by that?” I ask, curiosity welling up inside me. “Well, you know how in movies, some families have a mommy and a daddy?” “Yeah…” “Our house only has a daddy,”
