After our son, Leo Norris, finished speaking, Sabrina Greyson and I both froze.During the twenty-eight days since I realized Sabrina's heart was no longer with our family, every time she abandoned Leo and me because of Martin Crawford, I would have Leo call her ‘Ms. Greyson’ to remind both myself and Leo not to waste our tears on someone who was not worth it.However, Leo thought otherwise. He was only seven years old, the age when one relied the most on one’s mother. Every time I asked him to call Sabrina Ms. Greyson, he would hesitate for a long time before whispering, ‘Ms. Greyson’.However, he did it on his own today. He called her that smoothly and naturally, as if the word had been rehearsed countless times in his mind.Seeing us both frozen, Leo took my hand and said to Sabrina, "Ms. Greyson, go do your thing."Then he looked at me. "Dad, let's go. We're gonna be late."He took my hand and led me toward the photo studio, one step at a time.Taking a family photo was some
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