It seemed that Mommy still couldn't move on from the chance meeting between Ram and Charlie because, even during dinner, she wasn't in the mood, especially since Charlie kept talking about the man he saw at the office earlier. Dad and I exchanged glances.
"Charlie," Mommy turned to the child.
"Yes, Granny?" Charlie responded eagerly.
"What do you think of Daddy T?"
"Mom!" I interrupted her, knowing what she was about to ask my child.
"I love him, Granny!" Charlie answered cheerfully.
"Do you want him to be your real dad, Charlie?" she asked sweetly, giving me a sharp look that said to let her talk. I sighed, and Dad gave me a sympathetic look.
"Yes, Granny. I'd like him to be my real dad."
"I'll make sure you get your wish, Charlie," she said seriously before turning to me.
"You h
