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I squat to catch him as he barrels into htly around ive him a kiss “Hey, honey… I sure have missed you”

“Missed you, too, Mos I loveht

I immediately useeasily around my waist to ithpretty important, Sam”

He doesn’t pull away, but he does glance over his shoulder at ust “Who’s that?”

“That’s what I want to talk to you about,” I say vaguely, but my kid is no dummy I can hear it in his voice—the hopefulness—and realize he suspects itto search for August, he’s heard enough doctor talk about donors that he could easily figure it out

We walk inside the house to our s room It’s furnished with a couch, a loveseat, and a recliner for my father The walls are covered with five-by-seven frah the school years, rade with his top two front teethin toward each other I don’t bother to beat around the bush “That’s your dad, Sam I located him, then went to see him about you He’s a match We can do the stem cell transplant”

It’s a lot for my kid to handle So much inforrow up very quickly Knowing he had a father beyond his reach, that ere in so he has cancer and could potentially die

Sam leans away from me to peer out the frontto the driveway “It looks like Grandpa is arguing with him”

I can’t help but chuckle “Well, your grandpa is not happy, but your dad wants to take you to Vegas for the treatreed to it”

The fact I found a donor should have overjoyed my son While he has tried to be brave and stoic, I know he’s terrified Instead, he frowns “Moerous for you to leave”

I gather Sao Because my kid is affectionate, he doesn’t even try to squir hi for you no er No matter the risk But you don’t have to worry about that anymore”