Stepson
My favorite watering hole wasn't very crowded that night. I hadn't planned on being out too late anyway. So, I sat at the bar and listened to the music. Across the dance floor, a vaguely familiar, young man was seated in the far corner. I stared at him a moment trying to recall who he might be, when I noticed he was smiling at me. I felt embarrassed having drawn his attention, as he walked over to me. It had been many years since I had last seen my ex's son and was pleasantly shocked to see him...