Lately Z. is deeply concerned about whom he will marry. He said he wants to marry me. When I told him that's not how things work, that he would marry someone he meets when he got older, he said he didn't like that idea. If he couldn't marry me he would marry Grandma.
We called Grandma so he could ask her right away. She wasn't home. He still would prefer to marry me.
He'll get over me someday and move on. I'm sure of it.
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