“You absolutely were.”
That got a real smile.
“One good conversation doesn’t guarantee a placement.”
We discussed the book in his hands for nearly an hour.
When I left, Denise said, “One good conversation doesn’t guarantee a placement.”
“I know.”
So I came back.
Again and again.
Luke was guarded, but kind. He had a dry sense of humor and remembered everything I told him.
For four months, Luke and I met at the agency, then at libraries, diners, parks, and supervised outings.
I kept waiting for the difficult teenager everyone had warned me about.
He never appeared.
Luke was guarded, but kind. He had a dry sense of humor and remembered everything I told him.
Once, I mentioned that Grace used to hate raisins.
“Don’t worry. I checked. No raisins.”
Three weeks later, Luke pushed a cookie across a café table.
“Don’t worry. I checked. No raisins.”
