“Is your rabbit watching the front gate?” I asked.

“He’s watching for the mail truck,” Leo said without turning around.

“Martha called earlier and said we won’t be getting any more court notices,” I told him.

“Not from Daddy?” he asked quietly.

“No,” I said gently.

“Your father is living at his brother’s house in Joplin now, trying to start over.”

“He asked you for those toolboxes outside the courtroom,” Leo said.

“I heard him talking to you near the elevators.”