When I called to tell my son that my wife had pass…

from that place you like downtown,” Marcus said, gesturing to a bag Sophia was holding. Sophia insisted.

I hadn’t realized Sophia knew about any place I liked. In 5 years, she’d never shown interest in my preferences for anything. That’s thoughtful, I said, accepting the bag.

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