I knew that smile now.
“Ask him something else,” I said.
Julian looked confused.
“Like what?”
“Something that doesn’t have a good answer.”
He thought for a moment.
Then looked at Toby.
“What’s the worst part when I leave?”
“Something that doesn’t have a good answer.”
Toby picked at his sock.
“Dinner.”
Julian’s face softened.
“Why dinner?”
“It’s too quiet.”
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“And bedtime,” Toby muttered.
“Why bedtime?”
Toby shrugged.
“Two people say goodnight faster than one.”
Julian looked away from the camera.
