I appreciated those things.

They made the transitions between homes seem easier.

The changes began with smaller observations.

Owen no longer invited friends over to Dana’s place.

He apologized for things that weren’t wrong.

He asked permission before taking a second slice of pizza, though he had never been shy about food at my table.

When I asked whether he was happy, he answered with phrases that sounded borrowed from adults.

“It’s all about respect, Dad.”