« Mom. »
« I’m sorry. I just wondered if… »
« If I hadn’t pushed him, he’d be the one in this chair. Or he’d be dead. »
« Do you ever wish you hadn’t gone after him? »
Then he turned back toward the television.
That was Caleb.
Football was harder.
His team still practiced near our house, close enough that he could sometimes hear whistles from the field.
He stopped asking to go watch.
His team still practiced near our house,