Tommy was standing just a few feet behind me. His jaw was open and he was just staring at me. I walked over, gave him a hug, then asked him if he needed any orange juice. He just nodded yes. I walked over to the fridge, opened it up, and bent down to grab it. This time I spread my legs open a little, hoping to give him the show of his life.

I stayed like that for a little while, pretending I was looking for the orange juice. I half expected him to come up behind me, but I think he was frozen in his tracks. I grabbed the...