I Went To The Hospital For My Son Until A Nurse Told Me To Check The Camera

I came in with an expression that was part relief and part the particular guilt children carry when they have frightened someone who loves them.

“Hey, buddy,” I said, and kissed his forehead.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“For what? You didn’t do this on purpose.”

He looked at his cast instead of at me, and something in the avoidance caught at the edge of continue reading …