He nodded. “Yeah. Like… like maybe I’m allowed to keep loving her without it killing me.”
That was the moment I realized something important.
We hadn’t just been saved by Curtis.
He was being saved right back.
A few weeks later, something happened that none of us expected.
Lisa came home from school quieter than usual.
Not upset—just thoughtful.
At dinner, she poked at her food for a while before finally saying, “Dad… can I ask you something?”
“Of course,” I said.
She looked at Curtis, then back at me.
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