"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
I can understand that young children won’t remember things like the fully-balanced meals every night or what grade they got in their school subjects, but they will remember Oreos and snuggles.
"She enjoyed my affection, enjoyed my attention, and I enjoyed her reaction. She wanted me to do it. One day she wouldn’t ask me. She would just do it herself. What if this was the last time?"
