“What?”
“You’ve been working all week. That pile is starting to look serious.”
I followed his gaze.
He wasn’t wrong.
+15 Banus
3.9
“I can do it,” I said.
know.”
He picked up a tiny shirt anyway and started folding.
Neatly. Quietly.
No commentary.
No “look at me helping.”
Just doing it.
I hated how much that got to me.
Eli came to stand beside me.
“Is he staying forever?” he asked.
“No.”
“Should he?”
I looked down at him.
“That is not your decision.”
He nodded.
“Okay.”
Then after a pause
“I like him.”
Of course he did.
Children notice things adults try to ignore.

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