Even with Mason out of the country, it still felt like he was present in every part of the house.
He sent pictures every single day. Selfies at his desk, random shots mid-meeting, blurry ones from restaurants at night with captions like, Tell Lior daddy is working hard for more toys.
Video calls became part of his routine too. I’d hold the phone out to Lior and watch his face c***k open into the biggest smile whenever he saw Mason.
Lately, the minute my ringtone went off, Lior was sprinting for my phone. He’d curl up with it and talk and talk and talk about everything. Half the time I was convinced he was spying for his father, while I sat across from him pretending I wasn't listening to Mason's voice through the speaker.
On days Lior was out or already asleep, Mason still left message
