“This is what I think of when I think of Julian. Him being this little. This dependent on me.” His voice is so low I have to strain to catch his words. “And now my baby boy is dead. I couldn’t protect him. I gave him that freedom he wanted, but I should’ve seen that he could never truly be free. And I…I’m a Black man. It was my job to teach him what that meant in this world, how much more dangerous it was for him, and I failed. I failed him. I’m doing the best I can to protect you two. I’m sorry if my anger is too much for you, but I’m
