48. From the Mouths of Babes

“It is different. You know how when you get sad and Mommy’s the only one who can make you feel better?” Michael nodded. “Well, it’s like that with Mommy and me only when she makes me happy it helps us be better parents to you guys and I have someone that helps me solve my problems. When you get married your wife will be your lover.”

“I want a wife like Mommy,” Michael nodded as the till operator finally snapped out of her daze and finished ringing up the last few items. Troy chuckled. “Is she a good lover?”

“The best,” Troy answered looking at his son. He felt like he was being played.

“That’s what she said about you too,” Michael said as he lifted himself into the end of the trolley. He knew he would be safe as long as his father held onto the trolley.

“Plastic?” The till operator asked.

Troy shook his head and pointed to the cloth shopping bags that hung above her head. She asked him how many he wanted, and he said ten. Michael laughed.