Isabella
I never imagined Leo and Rex together. To protect myself.
Okay, that's not true.
I've blocked the imaginings out. They happened constantly while I was pregnant and even more often than that when Leo was a newborn. Seeing anyone hold Leo, I'd get a flash of what it might be like to see Rex hold Leo.
He might not have been ready to be a dad. But I don't know if it's fair that I've assumed he'd have been a bad one.
Because as I watch Rex and Leo building this Lego set from the next room, listening to the way they negotiate the pieces and the moments they talk about life and the way they can make each other laugh...
It's clear I've made a mistake.
"A piece of him," my mother says in Spanish, her hand on my shoulder.
I don't shrug her off the way I have so many times when she's
