She watched me from Megan’s arms with enormous eyes.

“Hello,” I whispered. “I’m Garrett.”

Megan corrected me gently.

“You can say you’re her dad.

We’re not keeping a secret from her.

We’re making sure she learns what that means in a safe way.”

I swallowed. “Hello, Hazel. I’m your dad.”

She reached toward the bright blue zipper on my jacket.