Page 47 of Texting My Dad's Best Friend

Simone giggles, walking forward. “If I was going to be a spy, I’d have an awesome costume, like a ninja costume or something. Or maybe I’d have those cool ones? From the TV show?”

I smile. “I remember. Okay, let’s do that then. We’ll get you a secret super costume.”

Simone grins. “Really?”

I walk forward, hugging her. She wraps her arms around me.

“I love you, Mommy.”

“I love you too baby,” I whisper, giving her a squeeze. “Shall we get out there before they eat all the burgers?”

“Um, yeah.”

When she takes my hand, my heart grows warmer, filled with pure and glowing love.