“You didn’t have to do that,” she says when we step out into the bright morning sun. I don’t know where we’re headed, but I put my hand on her lower back and guide her down the sidewalk. “Maybe not, but I wanted to. Not because I didn’t think you could handle that by yourself, but because I didn’t want you to have to.” I think a lot of AJ’s life has been her figuring out how to handle things herself.
OH GOD
