“He says—‘I love you.’ I clutch those words to my heart. L. I. "IT'S BEEN AWHILE. We’ve missed you, Natalie. Haven’t we, Jakey?” Anna Coscarelli tousled her grandson’s dark curly hair as the four-year-old hovered close to her leg. His brown eyes were fixed on Nat, but there was no smile. No greeting. No confirmation that she’d been missed. She felt a wrenching of her heart. She’d definitely been gone too long. “You didn’t see my play,” Jakey said petulantly. “I was a superhero. ‘Superkid.’ The s...trongest, toughest superhero in the world. Even stronger than Superman. ’Cause I’m littler than him but just as strong, so, like my dad says, that means I’m really more strong.” No more lisp when Jakey said s-words. He was growing up. And Nat was missing it. But then, what right did she have to be part of this child’s life? She tried to swallow down the lump in her throat. “Wow,” was about all she could manage. “It was at nursery school,” Anna quickly elaborated.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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