Not with grand gestures.
With ordinary moments you hadn’t planned to want.
I sat across from them.
Daniel closed the laptop.
“We have some information.”
My stomach tightened.
Lily looked between us.
“About pancakes?”
“Not yet,” Adrian said solemnly.
I smiled despite myself.
“Let me feed her first.”
“No problem.”
And that was what we did.
For twenty minutes, the mystery waited.
Lily ate pancakes, six strawberries, and exactly one bite of scrambled egg after negotiating the terms as if she were representing a labor union.
Adrian let her draw on a hotel notepad.
She drew an airplane.
Then herself.
Then me.
Then a very tall stick figure beside us.
“Who’s that?” Adrian asked.
“You.”
His eyebrows rose.
“I’m honored.”
“You have big arms.”
Daniel choked on his coffee.
I covered my face.
Adrian examined the drawing.
“I look remarkably healthy.”
“You carried the stroller.”
