Margaux
“What’s with the long frown, my friend?” Deonna asked as a greeting before sitting beside me on the bench. We’re at the park and Shawn is playing with other kids on the playground. And I’m watching him.
I called her because I don’t want to get bored while watching my son playing with other kids. I don’t even think that I would get bored but the fact that I am alone here makes me sad that I don’t have someone else to talk to. Good thing, Deonna was not in the hospital.
I looked at her and smiled. She handed me a cup of coffee. “Thanks,” I told her.
She nodded and joined me in watching Shawn with other kids. “He seemed to be playing good?” she commented. “Does he know? Did you tell him already?” she asked.
I nodded.
“And?” she pried.
I took a deep breath. “Well, he asked a
