The first time we kissed again was after Mason broke his arm playing soccer.

It wasn’t serious, but Lauren spent several hours terrified.

When we got back from the hospital, the boys fell asleep and she stayed in the kitchen.

“I know he’s fine,” she said, “but for a few seconds I thought about everything that could have gone wrong.”

I put my arms around her.

She didn’t pull away.

When she raised her face, we both understood what was about to happen.

The kiss lasted only a few seconds.