My Husband Texted “Stay Upstairs” Before Our Son’s Birthday—Then an Officer at the Door and a Blue Folder Changed What He Thought He Knew
“It’s not a competition,” I said.
He looked disappointed.
“Then why are there so many chairs?”
Neither of us had a useful answer for him.
I gave him another piece of toast.
Ethan folded the guest list and put it beneath his phone.
After breakfast, Noah went upstairs to get dressed.
Ethan followed me into the kitchen.
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