Daddy's little good bad boy
I return to my work, my fingers itched to continue.
“I still have stories of him in case you are interested.” she tries again,
I am always interested in matters that concerned him, always, but I try not to show how eager I felt.
“If you’d like to share.”
She makes a sound I cannot decipher, however, I give her no reaction, she could do without it.
“For the first few years after his birth, Bethany liked to pretend he was a girl, she wanted a girl for a while, so she dressed him up as a girl for a while. it was cute and funny.”