The Rest You Have to Earn
I want to be their father.
Fully.
For the rest of my life.
Even if you and I are only ever co-parents.
Even if that’s all this ever is.” Elena watched him for a long, quiet moment.
“That,” she said, “is the first time you’ve ever given me a good answer without making a five-year plan first.” Alex smiled faintly.
“It only took me six years to learn.” And Elena turned to the stove.
“Do you want another cup?” “Just tea?” “Just tea, Alex.” And he accepted.