Cameron gnawed on his bottom lip. “He’ll be there.” Zach. “He will.” “He’ll yell at me.” “Will he?” “Yes,” Cameron said. “That’s how I’ll know he still loves me.” His eyes were wet. “I hope he yells as loud as he can.” “Until you think your eardrums will burst,” Wallace said, patting him on the top of the head. “And then he’ll never let you go.” “I’d like that.” He looked away. “I’ll find you. When you come. I want him to meet you. He needs to know you and what you’ve done for me.”
