Her shoulders dropped.

“That’s okay.”

“But maybe you can come to the park with us another day.”

She nodded.

“That’s okay too.”

Kobe accepted the handmade crown and placed it beside the old one on the party bench.

In that moment, my eight-year-old son understood something many adults never do.

Forgiveness doesn’t require immediate trust.

PART 4

I stepped outside while Sailor returned to Mom.

“She needed to apologize,” Mom said quietly.

“You should have called first.”

“You probably would have said no.”

“Yes.”

“She’s a child.”

“So is Kobe.”

Mom glanced through the glass toward the party room where the  children were laughing again.

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