The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

chapter?” he asked, still not looking up. “It’s about how the heart pumps blood through the body.”

My own heart squeezed. “You can finish the chapter.”

Twenty minutes later, I checked on him again and found him asleep with the book open on his chest, one finger marking his place.

I carefully removed the book, marked the page with a proper bookmark, and continue reading …