He lost his father? It must have been recent, which might explain his mother’s delicate state. And there is clearly a story there. Complicated usually translates to lots of pain and heartache. Oh, no. My caretaking instincts do not need to activate. Thayden does not need me to give him a hug or bake him cookies. He doesn’t need a shoulder to cry on—at least, not my shoulder. But I already feel more of my walls crumbling.
