Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase

Shoved him toward the workbench.

Ethan’s back hit the pegboard, and a wrench fell off the hook.”

I looked at the fence between our yards.

It needed a new board on the left side.

“Why didn’t you tell me before?” I asked.

Then I asked it again.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I thought it was a father and son thing.