held up my wrist. “Haven’t taken it off.”
“Good. Don’t, okay? Just keep it on for me.”
“I will. I promised.”
He smiled, relieved. “You’re the best, Dad. I love you.”
After my children left, I stood alone in my quiet living room, looking at the watch catching the lamplight. Trevor had always been thoughtful, I told myself. This was just him showing love.continue reading …
