I raised an eyebrow.
“Why did I get the bigger piece?”
“Because you were worried about me today.”
I stared at him.
Then I laughed and pulled him into another hug.
He protested mildly that I was squeezing too hard, so I immediately loosened my arms.
“Sorry, buddy.”
“It’s okay.”
We sat together on the couch, sharing chocolate and watching his favorite nature documentary.
And for the first time in a long time, I found myself thinking less about everything Theo might struggle with and more about everything he had already learned.
Three days later, Eleanor called.
She asked whether we would be willing to meet her and Daniel at a nearby park.
I agreed, and on Saturday morning, Theo and I walked over together.
Eleanor was waiting on a bench with a small boy beside her.
Daniel had curly brown hair, bright eyes, and a blue backpack covered in little dinosaur patches.
