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After that, he said his name and never left my side again.

– How’d it go? – Shea doesn’t let the waiter pour the wine – he always does it himself.

– Didn’t you see today’s news report? – I take a small sip and smile blissfully. Good company, good wine, and the anticipation of a delicious dinner is the best way to end this evening.

– Sorry. – Shea scrapes the back of his head guiltily. – I just got out of office bondage an hour ago. I came straight to you. I hope you took some videos on your phone for me. Or at least some selfies?

– I left some cupcakes, but I forgot them at home. – I didn’t leave any cupcakes, of course. But we like to banter with each other so we don’t turn communication into dull exchanges of fait accompli.

– Can I at least count on a first-hand account?

It’s a must and a pleasure. Because, like anyone passionate about an idea, I can talk for hours about what I’m passionate about. And these kids for me are not just fifty orphans, whom I vowed to put in the most loving families. This is my life. One in which I probably won’t have children of my own.