At a Café, My Best Friend’s 5-Year-Old Son Saw a Photo of My Husband and Suddenly Exclaimed, ‘That’s Daddy!’
I hadn’t seen Nancy in five whole years. Not face to face, anyway. Sure, we’d kept in touch in the way old friends do—birthday texts, silly memes sent at midnight, a few Zoom calls when life felt lonely. But it wasn’t the same. Nancy and I used to be inseparable. We were college roommates who knew each other’s secrets, who finished each other’s ramen bowls, who laughed until our stomachs hurt. But life happened. She got a new job in another state, and I got busy with my husband, Spencer,