When you look at your computer, she looks at you. And when you look at her, she looks at me. And then, when you both look at each other, her cheeks get pink and she looks down at the table and smiles. Jacob told me at snack that she probably loves you.” My jaw slacked open. “You were talking to Jacob about me and Hadley?” She gave me a duh side-eye that did not bode well for me during her teenage years and replied, “He’s a love expert, Daddy.”
