He looked again, but the man had already disappeared inside Monica’s house.
“I don’t know. I can’t place it.”
Ben called for his father, and Daniel turned back toward the trees.
He placed a hand on our son’s shoulder and looked up through the branches.
“These trees will keep feeding you even after I’m gone.”
My stomach tightened.
“Daniel.”
“What?”
“Don’t say things like that.”
He gave me his familiar smile.
“I only meant trees live a long time.”
“Then talk about the trees living a long time. Don’t talk
