“Is he yours?” The man asked.

I couldn’t breathe, let alone talk. So I just nodded. “He’s cute.” It was silent while we watched Liam just stand by my car with his head cocked to the one side. “Oh I didn’t tell you my name did I? I’m Joel Olkin.” Joel stuck his hand out for me to shake. I accepted the hand while managing to say, “I’m Hazel Parker and that is my son Liam Parker.”

“Is there a Mr. Parker?” Liam finally came running across the street and I picked him up as I stated, “It’s…complicated.”

“Hallo, are you a daddy?” Liam blantly asked. I was about to scold him but Joel held his hand up, “It’s alright. No little Liam I am not.”

I bounced Liam lightly in my arms, “Really? Why?”

He shrugged then looked directly at me, “Just haven’t found the right person yet.”

We had a moment of just looking at each other until the sound of a honking car made us both jump. I began back to my car but Joel stopped me, holding out the bag of Spagetti O’s.

“So the complication? I have time to listen.”