“We wanted to talk to you about something,” I tell her. “About why Jonathan is here.” “To play with me?” she asks. “No,” I say, shaking my head. “Well, I mean, maybe, but that’s not really it. You see, I’ve known him for a long time, since before you came into my life, sweetheart.” “Oh.” She stares at me. “So he’s gonna play with you, then?” “What? No.”
