My Son Asked If He Could Save a Seat for ‘The Man Who Always Brings Mommy Flowers’ at Thanksgiving

I nodded. “Well… I just wanted to figure out what was going on,” I said.

“So, uh, I stopped by the nearby flower shops and asked them if they’d been delivering flowers to my place. That’s when I realized what you were doing. One of the shops told me you often called them to deliver flowers.”

“And?” she asked.

“Honestly, I didn’t understand why you’d hide it from me. But then I decided the best way to make you confess was by surprising you. So, I thought of doing this delivery thing.

I instructed the delivery guy not to say anything to you.”

“Seriously, Tom?” she chuckled as tears streamed down her cheeks. “You’re unbelievable! You actually did this?”

“I did,” I said, holding her close.

“And while we’re at it, there’s something else you should know. I asked for a raise at work. And…”

“And?”

“And I got it!”

“What?

Tom, that’s amazing!”

I cupped her face gently. “You don’t have to worry about sneaking around for money anymore. But if you want to keep doing this, because it makes you happy, then I’m all for it.

Just let me be part of it next time, okay?”

“You really mean that?” she asked. “Of course I do,” I said, kissing her forehead. Leo tugged at Megan’s sleeve.

“Mommy, can you make me a bouquet too? I want to give it to Grandma!”

The three of us laughed, and for the first time in days, the air felt lighter. Thanksgiving was just beginning, and it was already shaping up to be one of the best ones yet.

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