I stared at the back of the officer’s head. “You know my kid.”
He didn’t answer right away. Then, quietly, “Yes, ma’am.”
My heart lurched. “Are they in danger?”
“No.”
“Then why am I in a police car?”
He exhaled like he was trying not to say the wrong thing. “Just hold on.”
Through the glass, I saw movement.
The police officer turned into a parking lot. A community center I recognized. The one where I used to sit on hard bleachers to support my kids. We always had the best time. The sight brought back so many happy memories, but they couldn’t drown out my anxiety.
Cars were parked out front. Cars I knew. Mark’s SUV. Sarah’s sedan. Jason’s truck.
My mouth went dry. “What is this?”
The officer parked and came around to open my door. He offered a hand. I ignored it and climbed out on my own, legs shaky. He guided me toward the entrance.
Through the glass, I saw movement.
Caleb went pale.
I stopped. “If this is some kind of joke.”
“It’s not.”
My chest tightened. Hope and anger tangled together. He opened the door. The lights snapped on.
“HAPPY,” Jason started, then froze when he saw my expression.
Mark’s face looked guilty so fast it made my stomach twist. Sarah’s expression sharpened into pure alarm. Eliza covered her mouth. Caleb went pale.
“I waited four hours.”
The banner read. “HAPPY 60TH, MOM.” Balloons. Streamers. A cake that looked expensive. And five of my children were standing there like they’d been waiting for the punchline.
I stood very still. Then my voice came out small and sharp. “So you were all here.”
Mark stepped forward fast. “Mom, wait.”
“I waited four hours,” I said. “Four.”
Jason blurted, “We weren’t ignoring you. We wanted to surprise you. Grant was supposed to pick you up. He was busy tonight, so we prepped this place without him.”
“Where is Grant?”
Eliza’s eyes filled. “We thought…”
Sarah snapped, “Why is there a cop with you? What happened?”
I looked from face to face.
“I sat alone at that table,” I said. “Like an idiot.”
Mark’s face crumpled. “Mom, we were trying to keep it a surprise. Grant said he was handling the pickup part.”
I felt my heartbeat speeding up again.
I turned back to the officer, voice rising again.
“Where is Grant?” I asked.
“He’s not here yet.”
Jason frowned. “He said he’d be here by seven. He was supposed to get you.”
Sarah whipped her head toward Mark. “He’s late.”
Mark checked his phone, jaw tight. “He’s not answering.”
I turned back to the officer, voice rising again. “You gave me a note from my son. You drove me here. Where is he?”
Another police cruiser rolled into the lot.
The officer’s mouth opened, then closed.
My hands curled into fists. “Where is my son?”
Headlights swept across the windows. Another police cruiser rolled into the lot. The room went quiet so fast it felt like pressure in my ears.
The cruiser stopped. A door opened. Footsteps. Then Grant walked in. In a police uniform. Badge on his chest.
Jason said, “No way.”
“What are you wearing?”
Sarah whispered, “Grant.”
Eliza made a soft, broken sound. Caleb just stared.
Grant lifted both hands as if he were walking into a storm. “Okay. Before anyone murders me. Happy birthday, Mom.”
My mouth finally worked.
“What are you wearing?” I demanded.
“Are you out of your mind?”
He swallowed. “A uniform.”
Mark choked out, “You’re a cop.”
“Yeah.”
Sarah exploded. “Are you out of your mind? She thought you were dead.”
Grant flinched.
His gaze snapped to mine. “Mom, I’m sorry. I didn’t think. I just wanted to surprise you by showing up here in my uniform. I thought it would be funny.”
“You’re the only one who didn’t.”
“You didn’t think,” I repeated, and it came out like a slap.
He nodded, shame all over his face. “I thought it would be a quick scare. Then surprise. I didn’t know you were sitting at home for hours.”
“I was. I was sitting at the table.”
That landed like a dropped weight. Mark looked down. Eliza started crying quietly.
“I didn’t tell you about the academy because I didn’t want people to treat me like I was going to fail.”
My laugh came out bitter. “And you thought I would.”
“I didn’t want you to end up like your father.”
“No,” he said fast. “You’re the only one who didn’t.”
