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Chapter 77: A Moment Between the Children

Author: Grandpa preslee
last update publish date: 2026-04-25 15:44:07

I was still sitting with that thought the next morning when Ethan came to find me in the

kitchen, already dressed, school bag over one shoulder, with the particular energy of a

child who has something planned and is waiting for the adults to catch up.

“Noah’s coming this afternoon,” he said. Not a question. A statement of confirmed fact.

“Is he?” I said.

“I told him he could. We’re building something.” He looked at me with the expression of

someone who has already worked out that parental appro
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