Page 24 of Dominate
Until I know what Gareth and I are to each other, I need to keep some of my Sopapilla safely tucked away in my heart. Otherwise, it will make all of this that much more difficult if it doesn’t work out.
“Are you missing Sophia?” Gareth asks, seemingly reading my mind.
I nod woodenly. “Yes. But, believe it or not, I’m happy that I’m here. I don’t think I could have done this six months ago.”
“What do you mean?”
“Before we started our little arrangement, I was a mess when Sophia was away from me to be at Callum’s. Freya called them my dark days because I was barely functional. Sharing custody fifty-fifty was a really hard change for me.”
“A mother’s bond with her child is intense,” Gareth muses, looking out the window, his thoughts drifting somewhere I can only imagine.
“You said you were best friends with your mom, right?” I ask, wanting to take the spotlight off of me for a moment, but also more curious about his past than ever.
“I was.” He blinks slowly and turns his gaze back to me. He has a tight, emotionless expression when he adds, “She even wrote a poem about our friendship. Would you like to read it?”
I nod instantly and Gareth reaches into his back pocket. He pulls out his wallet, along with a piece of laminated paper that’s bent from the trifolds of his billfold. He looks at me nervously for a moment before handing it over to me.
Friendship has No Age
You drive toy cars, I drive real cars.
You like juice, I like coffee.
You read comics, I read novels.
You go to school while I take care of the house.
Friendship has no age.
Friendship has no limits.
No rules. No boundaries. No distance.
Friendship can be young or old.
Rich or poor.
Healthy
or sick.
Friendship can be in a mother’s eyes,
or a young boy’s heart.
Between man and wife.
Through laughter and strife.
Friendship has no age.
There are no limits to friendship.
No beginning.
No middle.
No end.
