Can You Be My Mommy's Boyfriend?"—Boy Asked Mafia Boss at Coffee Shop—Everything Changed

Can You Be My Mommy's Boyfriend?"—Boy Asked Mafia Boss at Coffee Shop—Everything Changed

The Saturday morning sun filtered through the tall windows of Lucia's Café, casting golden rectangles across the worn wooden floors. Emma Chen stood in line with her son Noah's small hand clasped firmly in hers, mentally calculating whether she could afford both their hot chocolates and the blueberry muffin Noah had been eyeing since they walked in. Twenty-three dollars left until Wednesday's paycheck. Rent was paid, barely. The electric bill could wait another week, maybe two before they sent a warning.

Two hot chocolates would be seven dollars with tax. The muffin another four. That left twelve dollars for groceries to stretch across four days. "Mommy, can we sit by the window? " Noah asked, tugging gently on her hand.

At six years old, he was small for his age, all dark hair and serious brown eyes that seemed to carry more awareness than any child should have to bear. "I want to watch the cars. " "Of course, baby. " Emma squeezed his hand, forcing brightness into her voice that she didn't feel.

Saturday mornings at Lucia's had become their ritual over the past three months, ever since they'd moved to Chicago and found this neighborhood tucked away from the downtown chaos. Two hours where Emma could pretend they were a normal mother and son, not two people running from a past that kept threatening to catch up with them. She'd left Denver eighteen months ago with nothing but two suitcases and a determination to give Noah a life free from fear. Marcus, Noah's father, had seemed charming when they'd met, attentive in ways that made nineteen-year-old Emma feel special for the first time in her life of foster care placements and temporary families. She hadn't recognized the warning signs until it was too late, until protective became possessive, until love became control backed by fists and threats.

When Noah was four, Emma had finally gathered the courage to leave. She'd waited until Marcus was traveling for work, packed everything that mattered, and driven until Denver disappeared in her rearview mirror. Milwaukee first, then Minneapolis, finally Chicago, moving every time she sensed Marcus's investigators getting too close. For eighteen months, it had worked. The calls had stopped, the private investigators had lost the trail.

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