“Bo…I need to tell you something.” “You have to wait,” he says, grumbling, talking out the side of his mouth squished against my lap. “I want to say it first, but I’m too tired to do it properly right now. Later.” I smile so wide that it tilts my head back, pointing my face up to the ceiling. “Say what first?” I ask, brushing his hair back and trailing my thumb from the top of his ear down his neck. “Three big, important words. You know them, yes?” “No, sorry, I’m unfamiliar. You better wake up and tell me.”
