I relent, letting the items drop to hang in front of my waist with a loose hold as my heart and head finally join forces, and I feel awful for making him upset. If that’s what this is.

‘Are you going to teach me how to fire it too?’ It’s my way of saying he wins. Backing down and accepting that in this, I trust him. Mico may be willing to teach me, but Alexi is the one who wants to. If this is going to work, then maybe I have to give a little. Get used to working and being ...