Don’t Let Your Mother Answer for You
That was his question.
Not where has he been. Not why didn’t he come. Those came later, and they came hard, and I will get to them.
But the first thing a seven-year-old wanted to establish, in the first four seconds of finding out that a man he had met twice was his father, was whether that man had been told about the most important thing in his life.
Jessi said, “He knows.