I wanted to tell him that I had been saying the same thing for years.

I didn’t.

We were no longer married, and not every insight needed to become an argument about who had recognized it first.

His visits with Tommy became more reliable.

He arrived at the appointed time, carried a small backpack of snacks, and returned our son with stories of the library, a soccer game, or a long walk along the river.

Sometimes Tommy came home disappointed because they had argued about screen time.