Chapter 100

“Then talk to someone.”

“I don’t want to lose my little boy!”

“You don’t know that that’s going to happen.”

“Just the thought…”

“I know, Wiley. I know. This stuff with the tornado and your grandfather has stirred up all kinds of crap, but you’re going to be fine.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Yes, I do,” he said confidently. “You’ve got your family. They love you very much, regardless of what you might think. You’ve got your community—look at all those people out there trying to help you out. And you’ve got me. You’ve got friends. You’ve got people who love you and care about you, and when push comes to shove, they’re going to be there for you. So I know you’re going to be all right. At the moment, you’re just overloading the circuits a little bit, but you’ll be fine. You’re the strongest person I know, Wiley, and you’re going to be just fine.”

He pulled me a little closer, and I allowed myself to be held.