The mentorship had been running for six weeks. The business plan had grown into a brand deck, the brand deck had grown into supplier contacts, the supplier contacts had grown into something that was beginning to look, just barely, like the outline of a real company. I was sleeping four hours a night and eating whatever required no preparation and I had never felt more alive in my life.
And then Noah got sick.
Not small sick. Not the kind you manage with half a teaspoon of infant paracetamol and a warm bath and a night of light monitoring. The kind that starts the evening before as a warmth you almost dismiss, a heat under your palm when you lift him from the cot that is slightly, wrongly different from his usual warmth. I pressed my lips to his forehead and held them there a second too l
