Everyone in That House Was Counting on Him Never Walking Again. He Was Hiding the Fact That He’d Started To

“You going to keep in touch with him?” I asked, eyes on the road.

“Yeah,” Keegan said.

My hands tightened on the wheel, and he caught it, because he catches everything.

“I’m not trying to replace you, Dad.”

“I know you’re not.”

“You’re thinking it, though.”

I let out a long breath.

“Maybe a little.”