Chapter 11Goody Two-Shoes, and Mr. Happy
Around two A.M., I was reminded of one of those parents who reach for the baby the moment he or she awakens. Eddie simply sat up in his bed—his sleep nest. In fact, it seemed as if he was planning on rolling over and going back to sleep. The moment Johnny saw it happen, he was off. The moment Eddie caught sight of Johnny at the doorway to his jungle, he bounced back up, climbed down, and crawled right into Johnny’s arms. I watched it all play out on camera, because I had fallen asleep, judging by the drool at the side of my mouth. I loved being with Johnny, but he was right: His job was sometimes dull as f**k.
After kissing Eddie’s head in much the same manner as mine, Johnny swiped the screen of the tablet he’d taken along. He pointed down. Eddie
