My Neighbor Knocked in the Rain and Told Me to Take My Granddaughter Across the Street—From His Window, I Watched My Own Son Enter My House

Years later, the rabbit sat on a shelf.

No longer needed every night.

That small retirement meant something.

Objects know when children feel safer before adults do.

PART 38 — MY COGNITIVE TEST

I kept the cognitive evaluation report.

Not because I feared Jason anymore.

Because I found it funny.

No evidence of clinically significant cognitive impairment.

I framed a copy in my workshop.