THE REJECTION
But first, I needed Ella’s blessing.
“Sweetheart, you know I’ll do anything for you. But let’s see what your mommy says, okay?” I said gently.
“Mommy, please say yes! I want Uncle Luca to come. I promise to be really, really good!” she pleaded, her tiny hands folded in front of her in a pleading gesture. That look, pure and innocent, I knew Ella couldn’t resist.
“Yes, baby. Uncle Luca can come with us,” Ella said softly.
Laura jumped with joy. “Thank you, Mommy! I’m going to tell Britney!” she shouted, then dashed away. Clever girl. It was like she knew we needed a moment alone.
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