he’s in the back of the car, as usual, and i’m his taxi driver. my son asks me if the day he was born was the best day of my life.
and i say“yes. of course”.
“what about when you and mum got married?”, he quizzed.
“second. nearly as good. can’t have one without the other”.
he nods. and i didn’t go on to tell him that the third best day of my life was whe…
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