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Since the day he moved in it had been very clear which was my spot. It took him a week to never again forget he just wasn't allowed to sit there. But when he got home one afternoon, sat beside me and took my right hand in his, I knew that was going to change.
"I have something to tell you, Sheldon," he said in a soft voice.
"Is it a fatal disease? Or are you leaving me?" I asked before I could hold myself. He squeezed my hand tighter.
"Neither, silly," he replied. Then, he put my hand on his stomach, "I'm pregnant".
And just like that he got to sit on my spot. At least for about nine months. Which I didn't thought at the time was that a toddler was unlikely to understand why he couldn't sit there. But that's ok. Thomas is my son, he's half me and half my beautiful Leonard's, so I guess it's ok for him to sit wherever he wants.