“Do you remember this money?” I asked, sitting down next to him on the comforter.

He nodded slowly, running his thumb along the paper flaps with a quiet, thoughtful look.

“I really thought you spent this money a long time ago, Mom,” he admitted in a small voice.

“No, Austin, I never spent one cent of it,” I told him firmly.

“Not even for diapers or baby formula for Mason and Hailey?” he asked, looking up into my eyes.

“Not even one single diaper, sweetheart,” I promised, smoothing his hair down.