Mark nodded.
You can go together.
Mark looked bewildered.
But Liam added:
Please don’t walk away again.
Mark wiped his eyes.
« I won’t run away. »
The next morning, the three of us went to the beach.
I hadn’t forgiven Mark yet.
But that day wasn’t about me.
It was about Liam.
He was building a sandcastle and Mark was sitting next to him.
The rushing wave washed away half of the castle.
Mark immediately rushed to repair it.
Liam stopped him.
« It’s okay, Dad. »
He grabbed another handful of sand.
« Sometimes things break. You can repair them. »
In the following months, Mark kept his promise.
He used to come to the hospital sometimes.
He often read stories to Liam.
She sat next to him when he was scared.
And this time he didn’t leave anymore.
After seven months, Liam became very weak.
One evening, he asked me to turn on the sound of ocean waves on my phone.
