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not to let it bother me as
I enjoyed my moment with my son. This was my favorite time of day.
    I
kissed his brow and pulled the covers up over him. “I love you infinity.”
    “I
love you infinity plus one.”
    I
walked back down to find Andrew staring at me with a soft expression on his
face. I stood near the couch. He continued to stare.
    I
stared back at him. “What?”
    “You’re
a good mom.”
    “Well,
it’s easy when you have such a great kid.”
    “I
don’t think that’s the only reason.”
    “Well,
thanks. I guess you probably want to leave. It’s a long drive back to Highlands
Ranch.” Please take the hint.
    He
looked at his watch. “I guess I probably should.” He seemed hesitant about it,
but stood and I walked him to the door.
    He
turned to me before he opened the door. “Thanks for a great night.”
    “You’re
welcome.”
    “Hey,
I’d like to see him play tomorrow, if that’s all right.”
    Where
did that come from? Didn’t he know that he couldn’t throw things like that at
me with no warning? My heart couldn’t take it. “Andrew … I
don’t think that’s a good idea.” I had to keep my voice down so Drew wouldn’t
overhear us.
    “Why?”
    “Well,
for starters, this is a lot to take in all at once. Besides, my parents live in
this town and come to all of his games. And let’s just say you wouldn’t be high
on their list of people to know, if you get my drift.”
    “Hmm,”
he said, disappointed. “I guess you have a point.”
    Yes,
I did.
    “Okay.
I guess I’ll call you and we can set something up.”
     “I
guess so,” I replied with great resignation.
    “Goodnight,
Rachel Laine.”
    “Yeah,
goodnight.” I heaved a heavy sigh. I was relieved the night was over and that I
wouldn’t have to see him tomorrow, but I worried about future interactions.

Chapter Four
     
    I
usually liked to read before I went to sleep, but I was having a hard time
concentrating. I had hoped this would be the first and only time we would see
Andrew, but it looked like that wasn’t going to happen. I was going to have to
tell Drew and my parents the truth. I wasn’t sure which one I dreaded more. I
also didn’t know what to expect. Was Andrew going to want to go the legal route
and get some type of shared custody of him? The thought of sharing Drew with
anyone made my heart sick. I knew I shouldn’t be so selfish, but he had been
all mine his whole life, and I wasn’t sure Andrew deserved rights to him.
    And
what was Drew going to think of this? He had expressed interest in knowing who his
father was, but he had never said he wished he had a dad. He’d never acted like
he was missing out on something, but maybe he would as he got older. I didn’t
know. All I knew was that I was scared and unsure.
    Saturday
morning dawned chilly and clear. It was perfect football weather. While I made
ham and cheese omelets, Drew sat at the breakfast bar laughing.
    “What’s
so funny, kiddo?”
    “I
was picturing the Raiders crying in their underwear.”
    I
placed an omelet on a plate for him. “Let’s not share that piece of advice with
your friends.”
    “Ahhh,
Mom. It’s funny.”
    I
gave him my patented mother look as I handed him his breakfast.
    “I
like Andrew,” he commented.
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah,
he’s funny.”
    I
nodded my head in agreement, though I didn’t think he was that funny.
    “I
can’t wait to tell grandpa I met him. He loves the Bears.”
    Oh,
that was a problem. But what could I say?“Bud, I need to make a phone
call. I’ll be right back.” I walked to my room and closed the door. I had to
tell my parents before someone else did. “Hi, Dad.”
    “How’s
my girl?” That was his go-to greeting for me.
    “Well,
I’ve been better.”
    “What’s
going on, honey? You’ve been out of sorts for the last week.”
    “Dad,
I need to tell you something, but I need you to promise me you will remain
rational and that you will keep it confidential.”
    “You
know me;