“Truth is, I scrubbed Dean off April’s list long ago. He’s still up there,” she said, tone fluctuating, emphasis running out of control. “He’s still one of the good guys. I just don’t see him as…well, family material. I so would like a family for you.”
What the…? First, he heard of it, and he hadn’t even had time to consider whether children were part of a future he wanted for himself. That wasn’t for his mother to decide.
Trying to grasp the tendrils of a conversation he hadn’t expected, he asked the first question to pop into his head. “What has this Francis—”
“Fran?ois, dear.”
“What has Fran?ois got to do with my having a family?”
“Meet him and find out.” Another pat fluttered against his cheek. His mother waved April over, leaving Jay too flabbergasted to argue.