She used to think she was the lucky one in their relationship.
She would think about that later, in the quiet of the days that followed, and understand how wrong she had been.
For now, she moved through her guests, redirected children away from the buffet table, confirmed that the veggie dip was dairy-free for the guest who had asked twice, and kept one eye on her son Will, who had the particular energy of a child who understands that a party is an opportunity for behavior that might otherwise not be permitted.
And there was Ellie.
Ellie, who had been Marla’s closest friend since they were seven years old sitting beside each other in a second-grade classroom. Ellie, who had stood beside her at her wedding and held Will as a newborn and been present for every significant moment of Marla’s adult life.
Ellie, who appeared at Marla’s elbow at one point during the party and told her gently that she was doing too much.
Marla had laughed and said that was simply how she operated.
For a brief, genuine moment, she had felt grateful that Ellie was there.
The Four-Year-Old Who Saw Something
Will emerged from underneath a patio table eventually, grass-stained and cheerful and completely unrepentant about the state of his hands and knees.
Marla brought him inside to clean up before the cake cutting. He sat on the counter beside the sink and grinned at her while she scrubbed his palms with the focused thoroughness of a parent who has learned that rushing this step results in frosting on furniture.
She asked him what was so funny.
He looked up at her with his particular expression of someone sharing information that he considers very straightforward and cannot understand why others are making it complicated.
“Aunt Ellie has Dad,” he said.
Marla paused.
She asked him what he meant.
He said he had seen it while he was playing.
She asked what he had seen specifically.
He climbed down from the counter and told her to come with him. That he would show her.
Children say unexpected things constantly. The non-sequiturs and the misunderstood observations and the genuinely confusing statements that make perfect sense inside a four-year-old’s mind and land like a riddle everywhere else.
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