Ashley
The apartment felt different when Harvey was in it, brighter somehow, as if he carried sunlight with him wherever he went. I watched him bouncing excitedly on the edge of my sofa, his small sneakers dangling above the floor, his eyes wide with breathless excitement.
"Mommy! Can we do the stars tonight? Please?" His voice carried that particular pitch of childhood desire, the one that made it nearly impossible to refuse him anything.
"Of course we can, sweet pea." I smiled, grateful that something as simple as glow-in-the-dark stickers could still be magical to him.
It had been days since I'd seen him last, waking up to the silence of an empty apartment, checking my phone for new pictures Zach might have sent, wondering if Harvey was asking for me.
At the evening when Maggie ha
