He looked up at me. “Mom?”
“Yeah?”
He gave me a small, genuine smile. “I don’t want to be famous.”
I let out a shaky laugh. “Good. Because I don’t want to share you with strangers.”
Adam leaned into my arm. “Can we just be normal?”
I kissed the top of his head. “Yeah. We’re going to take up all the space we need.”
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