And you kept learning.”
Outside, the city grew quiet.

Our little house was warm.

The dishes were washed.

Liam had eaten well and fallen asleep after an exhausting day of discovering every low cabinet we owned.

Tomorrow there would be laundry, medical appointments to schedule, invoices to review, and ordinary worries we could not avoid.

We would not always agree.

There would be days when exhaustion shortened our patience and old fears returned without warning.

But there would also be breakfast.