Callum’s Hospital Secret
He ate three spoonfuls, then asked whether I was angry.
I said I was.
He nodded and waited.
It surprised me how much better that was than hearing him explain why I shouldn’t be.
“I need a promise,” I said.
“No more invented emergencies.
No more telling me a surgery ran late when you’ve been in an appointment.
If there’s bad news, we’re allowed to be scared together.”
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