“Remember when I asked you if you would tell me when you weren’t fine?” he asked as he stared down at me with his penetrating gaze. “What did you say?” I folded my arms over my chest. “I said you’d know if I wasn’t.” He nodded. “Do you want to know one of the ways I can tell you’re not alright?” I didn’t bother asking what. I knew he was going to tell me anyway. “You don’t fight me on things as much anymore,” he said
