for half a second.
Then collapsed against my shoulder.
“I didn’t want her to think she was ruining everybody’s life.”
That sentence broke all of us.
David covered his face.
And suddenly I understood something terrible.
Ethan had not only been growing hair.
He had been carrying fear no fourteen-year-old should have believed was his job to solve.
We spent the next hour untangling what could be untangled.
The fundraiser was paused.
Not deleted.
The money would not be handed directly to Ethan or Lily.
David and his wife would