She talked like she was already leaving.
At home, Zion constantly thanked me.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” he’d say.
Sometimes he looked guilty when he said it. I thought he felt bad for leaving so much of his mother’s care to me.
I had no idea what he was really guilty about.
I found out sooner than he expected.
He looked guilty when he said it.
One evening, I left Valerie’s house earlier than expected because she wanted to sleep.
When I pulled into my driveway, Zion’s car was there.
He wasn’t supposed to be home.