Macy sat quietly while I helped dry her hair with a towel, we were done with our shower. “ How come you are so good at this?” Macy asks, breaking the silence.

“ Good at what?”

“ Good at drying a woman’s hair.”

I smile at her question which sounded funny, “I normally helped Mom with her hair,” I explain to her.

She nodded her head at my words, done with her hair, and we both got dressed.

“ I have thought about what you said earlier, and I have decided to let you go to ...