““I wonder what Mom would say if she were here,” I said. Dad pulled back, his eyes wet with happy tears. “She’d say you did good, son.” He looked at Abby. “She’d say thank you for giving her boy back something that left him when she did.” “I don’t know about that,” Abby said, wiping her eyes. She was clearly overwhelmed by Dad’s sentiment. He hugged us again, laughing and squeezing at the same time. “You wanna bet?””
