Maternal Intuition

Obediently moving over, Oliver sat there in silence, letting his father do the work.

His smooth hair was dried in less than three minutes.

Gideon's phone rang on the bedside table while he was setting down the hair dryer.

It was from Eleanor.

"Hi, Mom," Gideon said.

"Now you remember you still have a mom?" Eleanor taunted him. "It's been a while since you came home for dinner. I've been waiting fo