the doorway.
“You went in my backpack.”
“I was looking for the field trip form.”
He came over, picked up the flyer, folded it back into its tight little square, and put it in his pocket.
“Caleb, we should talk about this.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
“It’s a Father’s Day assembly. That’s going to be hard. For both of us.” I tried to keep my voice gentle. “I was thinking maybe you could stay home that day. I’ll call the school. Nobody will think anything of it. We could
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