“Let’s go out to dinner Wednesday”.
“Sounds good”, he replied.
He showed up wearing a tie.
My little boy.
We ate in a restaurant that was a favorite of mine when I was young.
We talked.
We drank fine wine.
He’s young, complicated and superb.
My baby.
My first born.
I think he’s on a good path.
My baby.
My first born.
My Alex.


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