My mouth quirks, and I give Carter a tiny wave. “Bye,” I whisper. His entire face shatters with a cheek-splitting grin. “Wait!” Both hands come up as his body does this weird rock-swivel thing, like he has no idea what he’s looking for. Then he launches into the living room and returns a moment later, sliding across the floor in his socks, two cookies in his hand. With a shaky grip, he holds them up to me. “Oreos.”
