Quick as I can, I open the zipper and dig around until I find her driver’s license. Maddison Faye Richards. Maddison. Cute. Finding her birthday, I do the math and confirm she’s 31. Still too young for me by far, but at least she’s not in her 20’s. And she’s more than a decade older than my kid. Relieved, I place the bag back where it was and stride down the hall after Maddie.
