Toby & Gavin — The Missing Weekends
When he reached the section about emergency contacts, he looked up.
“You’d really want to be on the list?”
“First on the list,” I told him.
“Even when you’re doing something that might make me nervous.”
He placed the handbook carefully beside his schoolwork.
For the rest of the evening, the kitchen light stayed on while we discussed how the new workshop could function.
Nobody had to invent a movie night.
Nobody had to pretend a phone had lost service.