ISAIAH

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there, Zi," I started. "I really wish…” 

She shushed me. “It’s fine, Isaiah. What matters is that we’re here now, right?” 

“Right.” 

I walked over to my bed as Zira showed me how to lay him down without waking him up. I pulled up a chair next to the bed to sit and watched him as he slept. 

“Are you seriously going to watch him?” she asked, laughing softly. 

“Yeah? What if he…I don’t know…have a nightmare? I want to be here,” I said. “One day, you’re here and could be gone the next.” 

Though it was more about believing all of this was...