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"I don't get it," Colby said after a long pause.
"You and me both, Colby," Logan replied. I frowned, confused by his response to our son and angrily shook my head that he couldn't be straight with our son. This would leave all further questions for me to answer.
"You haven't answered me," Colby persisted, and my eyes flew to Logan's with concern.
"What didn't I answer?"
"Are you going to marry Poppy?"
"No, Colby. I had a wife already. I'm not going to have another." My body vibrated in shock, my mind tripping over the conversation from start to finish, and I concluded either I was a mistake or his relationship with Poppy was going south.
"Why not?" Colby persisted.
"You're very young to be having this conversation, but since you are asking, I'll do my best to explain. Sometimes we make big mistakes. We have something great, and then we get greedy and think we can have more. Then we make that happen, only to find we don't want the thing we thought was more, and realize we lost the one thing we should never have let go of."
"Is Mom the thing that was great and Poppy your greedy thing?" Panic turned to bile in my throat as Logan stared at me for what felt like forever, and I worried he'd never speak again. My heart ached for Colby and twisted in a tangle of conflicting emotions toward the man I had married.
Drawing a deep breath, Logan held it while looking directly at our Colby and slowly nodded.
"Yes, your mom was my something great," he replied, not finishing the whole sentence our son had put to him.
"And now that you've lost her you can't come back?" Logan swallowed hard, a pained expression almost demolishing him until he cleared his throat and patted Colby's hand.
"That's right, Colby. He can't come back," I said, decisively.
