“Your hair is clearly driving you nuts. Hell, watching you constantly fucking with it is driving me nuts. And your hands are full, so let me fix it.” Starting at her crown, I fold sections of hair over one another. She’s long since given up on keeping the hospital gown in its right place, so I kiss her bare shoulder as I work. “You know how to braid?” “Sweetheart, I was born to be a girl dad.”

