He didn't respond, just kept digging into his lunch. "Are you ever going to release her?" I asked again.

Still no response. I noticed Zion was getting quieter. He stopped eating, crawled onto Jared's lap and made himself comfortable.

He was feeling sleepy. Jared adjusted him so he would not press his weight on his little frame as he ate.

Soon, Zion was fast asleep.

"You're not saying anything, Jared. Are you ever going to release that girl?"

"Can we not talk about her, please?" He raised ...