She laughed, and they started again.

The concert became their project, not ours.

Owen and I offered to drive them to rehearsals, to help carry equipment and to stay out of the way when asked.

I was discovering how much parenting a teenager involved learning which doors to leave open and which ones to stop walking through.

PART 10

The first snow arrived on a Friday, dusting the school lawn and the neighborhood lawns with a thin white layer.

I pulled into the carpool lane fifteen minutes early.