“It’s dark.” “Uh-huh.” I nodded eagerly. “Too dark.” “She’s scared of the dark.” “Bethany?” “Yeah.” “It’s okay, though, because your daddy is with her, so he’ll keep her safe.” “What about me?” he whispered as a lone tear trickled down his cheek. “Who’ll keep me safe?” “I will, silly,” I replied, releasing his hand so that I could give him a hug. “I’ll keep you safe, Gerard.”
