With Eugene, our eldest and our lieutenant and trusted advisor, things are different, and just as sad and mysterious. Eugene is emotionally wise at a nearly preternatural level. In the too-rare moments Leah and I were both home from the hospital, Eugene would ask us to lie on either side of him in our bed and squeeze him as tightly as we could. Thus recharged, he would sense what we both needed and care for us, making us snacks and tidying up. It would be a relief when, like clockwork, he would freak out and cry and scream LIKE THE CHILD THAT HE WAS after his very genuinely helpful (and often
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