I had spent fourteen years afraid of exactly the arithmetic my son had already outgrown.

“You’re right,” I said.

He grinned.

“Say that again, I want to record it.”

“Don’t push your luck, kid.”

Chapter 16 — Every Single Day

Over the next few weeks, Keegan met Warren for lunch twice, and never once hid it from me.

Warren told him the truth, eventually — that after Talia died he had come apart, fallen into drinking and a depression he couldn’t climb out of, and fled to another state because he was too ashamed and too much of a coward to face what he’d walked away from.