Encounter

We picked a restaurant and decided to eat there. Maxine was the one to pick it up, and she decided to go to a place where my favorite foods were. The last time I ate here was when I ate with Drenver. The place never changed, but the memories flooded back as we sat down at our table. Maxine looked up at me with a small smile and a silent apology in her eyes. I reached out and squeezed her hand. Trence smiled warmly at her.

"Mommy, this was your favorite, right?" She showed me the burger the same size as her face. She used both of her hands to pick it up.

She knows because when I was unpacking some of my things, she saw different pictures; one of them was of this restaurant while I was eating with Drenver. The guy she said that she talked to was Drenver, but it was not true; maybe it was just her imagination.

I smiled and nodded. Her nanny took the burger and sliced it into smaller pieces so she could eat it. The table was silent as we all enjoyed our meal. My daughter's eyes lit up wit