“Hush now, honey,” I cooed into his ear. “Hush, hush, hush.”
I knew he couldn’t hear me, of course, and I was sorry for that. Whatever terrors and trials he had been through in his life, he had endured them in utter silence, without a comforting voice or word.
I rocked him gently back and forth, and I kept speaking. He eventually put a hand on my throat, as if to feel the vibrations of my words. After a while, he put his arms around me and stopped resisting. I pulled him closer, cradling his head with my hand, shifting my weight from one foot to the other so he would have a rocking motion to calm him.
I eased myself out of the water and carried him upstairs.
Jack followed, looking guilty and upset.
I set Tony down on the bed, crouched, gave him a long look.
Did J-a-c-k scare you?I signed.
He gave Jack an unhappy look.
J-a-c-k is sorry,I said.
Jackson nodded, offering an “I’m sorry” face.
Tony looked at him for a moment, lowered his eyes.
Want me to hit him for you?I asked.