Jacob tilted his head over to my shoulder. “Alli. It makes me sad to see empty chairs in church.” My eyes drifted away from pastor and over to Jacob’s face. His statement seemed strange to me. “Why?” I whispered.
“Because it reminds me that Chris is not here.”
I kissed his little blonde head and held back the tears that had tempted to show through all weekend for random reasons.
“I know, little man, I know.”
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