You forgot your gym bag, she brought it.

You got sick at my birthday party, she showed up with medicine.

My parents were great, but I watched your mom and thought you were lucky to have someone who knew everything about you since the beginning.”

I had never imagined he noticed those things.

“I was lucky,” Wyatt said.

“I still am.

But you’re acting like you didn’t have people who came for you too.”

“I know.” Austin rubbed his sleeve over his face.