The darkness wrapped around Jack like a comforting blanket as he settled on the couch, a glass of scotch in one hand and his gaming controller in the other. The silence was warm and soothing, and for the first time that day, Jack felt like he could take a deep breath. Riley was fed, bathed, and asleep in his bed. The house was tidy, and the dishes done, and the rest of the evening stretched out before him. It was time to lose himself in a bit of adventuring—virtual adventuring, at least.

     He slouched back against the couch cushions and sipped his drink while he waited for the game console...