Twenty-minutes later, I kissed my son's cheek while the jet waited behind me.
"Be good, alright," I whispered. "Listen to daddy. And don't talk to strangers."
He nodded.
"See you tomorrow."
Nick watched me silently as I started to climb up the stairs. He seemed confused about what to say. The fact that I could now pick up these things evoked both joy and sadness in my heart.
I kept my eyes ahead and away from him after waving at my son. The jet took off moments later.
In about an hour, I was back in town and nervous about seeing my dad.
It was the middle of the day. The town was as busy as it should be at that hour. But it felt entirely new and different to me. And strange. Like I was only visiting. Twelve hours at the Reign mansion had messed with my reality.
"Would you like to go
