A Daddy for Robbie

Sitting quietly at the table, head down, crayon in hand, he appeared to be coloring in his dinosaur book. But he was really listening to the man who was talking to his mommy. The man wasn’t here to fix anything because nothing was broken. He didn’t have anything with him, like a briefcase, so he wasn’t trying to sell something. He just seemed to be talking.
When Mommy introduced him, she said, “Robbie I’d like you to meet Mr. Conlon. Brad, this is Robbie.”
The man had stooped down, and shaking Robbie’s hand, said, “Hello Robbie. I’m really happy to meet you.”
The thing Robbie noticed first was that he had very kind eyes, and they crinkled at the corners when he smiled. His eyes were brown and he had a really nice face.
The next thing he noticed, after he went back to coloring, was that his mommy was acting funny – different from normal. She was talking a lot and she even giggled, something that she hadn’t done in a long time. Not since before.
Could the man be his new daddy? More than anything in the world he wanted a daddy like most of the other kids had. He couldn’t really remember his first daddy, but he just knew he needed one. So he colored, and he listened, and he hoped.