We left the room and I had a smile on my face.
“That was a little easier than I had planned it being.” I said. I looked down at Joey in Frieda’s grasp. He was sound asleep, cuter than ever.
“Are you sure you don’t mind us staying?” I asked again. It was only the hundredth time I had asked her that question in the past two days. She stopped and looked at me again with a smile on her face.
“You and Spencer have been friend since we moved here.” She continued walking. “The truth is, Spencer didn’t have any friends back down in Tennessee. He was teased constantly in kindergarten and first grade. I don’t even know why sometimes, but everyone hated him. That’s why we moved here. I thank God every night that you have come into his life, Kyla. I have never seen my Spencer so happy. This is my gift to you.” She said, her voice shaking.
I tried to focus my eyes ahead, but I couldn’t help myself. I put the car seat down and faced Frieda.
“I’m so sorry.” I whispered. She smiled and nodded, with tears dripping off her chin.
“Thank you, Kyla. Thank you.” She said. She wiped her face clean of tears and we finally went home.