Clarissa

I returned to the bedroom and Danny was getting dressed to leave the house. I walked to him and rearranged his necktie. Even as a grown adult, Danny still struggled to fix a necktie.

I had grown so used to it that I'd always laugh when I saw him struggling with his necktie. “Hear, let me help with that," I said to him.

"Thank you,” he spoke with a sigh, and I cackled. “You never learn how to arrange your necktie do you?" I said and he sighed.

“Maybe I shouldn't. I have you to do that for me, so I shouldn't worry about it," he said, and I...