sentence again.
Then again.
At 7:12 a.m., I texted Cassandra.
Merry Christmas. I’m awake whenever the kids are.
She answered eight minutes later.
They’ve been awake since 5:40. Welcome to parenthood.
For the first time that morning, I laughed.
Then another message appeared.
Come at nine. Daniel wants to meet you first.
I arrived at 8:57.
Daniel Hayes opened the door.
He was Cassandra’s older brother by six years and had once helped me move a sofa up four flights of stairs when Cassandra and I
