On Leo’s next birthday, we mailed twelve photos and a drawing of two boys, one cat, and a cape big enough for all three.
“Do you think Leo can see him?” Noah asked.
I kissed his head. “I think he sent him so none of us had to be brave alone.”
Sometimes love doesn’t knock first. Sometimes it limps to your mailbox with one good eye and changes everything.
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