“I’m not all better,” he said softly. “But I’m walking toward healing. I feel like a jerk asking you, but will you walk with me?” I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him soundly. “Yes, Mason McKnight. I will walk with you, run with you, crawl with you, and hold you close. I want to be a part of this journey, and I want you to be in my and Parker’s lives. I love you.” My words came out in a rush.
