Going Home to the Ocean
Nothing cancels them.
But it sat beside them, at last, and made the arithmetic of that day a little more bearable than it had been in three years of carrying only the debit side.
Chapter 15 — You Saved His Boy
Nia squeezed my hand and looked up, from the captain to me.
“Daddy — you saved his boy?”
I swallowed hard, and I knelt down despite the sharp ache where my leg ends, and pulled my daughter against my chest.