Two Weeks of Happiness and Fear
The following two weeks were the happiest I had seen my son since middle school! The boy could not stop smiling.
Nathan came home one afternoon with a garment bag draped over his arm and announced that he had spent his savings on a navy suit. He modeled it for me in the living room, turning slowly and asking if the sleeves were too long.
“You look handsome,” I told him, and meant it.
He even practiced dancing.
