Austin: I’m restless. I’m almost done with my list. I wondered if you wanted to go for a walk.
Me: Last I looked, it was raining out.
Austin, going to a window: You’re right.
He sighs listlessly and paces a moment.
Me: You could sit with me a bit and tell me how much you love me, how
lucky you are to have me, how glad you are to live in this house.
Austin: Nah. I’ll just tell Trish I’m done and have her give me some more work.
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