14
AARON
Patience had become one of my strengths after caring for an invalid for three years, but Ezra tested me far beyond what Dad ever had.
He didn’t speak a word about what went down on that old couch, going on about daily living as though he hadn’t shifted my world off its axis. However, he wasn’t subtle in letting me know it’d unsettled him as well.
And not in a good way.
Ezra avoided eye contact. Shied away from my usual touches that hadn’t been too much before. And he picked up more hours delivering pizzas on evenings instead of spending them with me.
Rather than lessening his feelings of shame and unworthiness, I’d managed to intensify them. I’d lost him a second time, and I didn’t know what to do about it.
Pushing off his offers to help with Dad didn’t help matters any, bu
