When Four Boys Were Finally Allowed to Choose
I found the boys in the kitchen with Evelyn. Owen had frosting on his nose. Mason was explaining the difference between military helicopters he had seen online. Reid had discovered an old family atlas. Carter sat quietly at the far end of the counter.
When he saw me, he immediately knew something had changed.
“He knew?”
I sat beside him. I had promised myself I would never protect my children with lies.
“Eventually, yes.”
Carter stared down at his hands.
“And he didn’t come?”
“No.”
He swallowed. Then he said,
“I don’t want him to be my dad.”
I placed my hand over his.
“You do not have to decide anything tonight.”
Mason looked toward the hallway.
“Can Grandma Evelyn still be Grandma?”
Evelyn’s eyes filled with tears. I looked at her. Then at my sons.
“If that is what all of you want.”
Owen answered immediately.
“She has cookies, so yes.”
Evelyn laughed and cried at the same time.
Carter took longer. But eventually, he nodded.
That was enough.
