Before we reached the altar, my three-year-old grandson squeezed my hand and whispered, “Grandpa, she was mean to Mommy.” Then he pointed toward my future wife and pulled a USB drive from his tiny pocket—one that would soon reveal the truth she had been hiding.

Lucas asked.

“Are we still having cake?”

I looked at him.

Then laughed for the first time that day.

“Yes.”

“We are definitely having cake.”

He smiled.

Good.

Children understand priorities better than adults sometimes.

PART 26

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