Chapter Forty-Five
Kali breathed deeply—keeping her eyes opened. The best news in the past two years and a strong contender for the worst of her life, all in the course of an hour.
The water from the bathroom sink cut off. Footsteps padded across the hall. Her good boy. Her precious boy—getting ready for bed and going to his room, just like Mommy asked. Is this what she'd have to rely on for the rest of her life, hearing him? Always attuned to every step, every sigh, every smile. Could you even hear a smile? What about a silent tear?
But he'd spoken. If he'd done it once, he'd do it again. That's what she'd cling to. He'd talked once. He'd do it again.
She wanted to pepper him with questions, let him know she knew. But if he wanted her to know, if he was ready, he'd say something, woul
