Yorick

I watch Cyra, basking in the look of absolute love on her face as the phone rings.

“Hello brother. To what do I owe this surprise call?” Connor answers.

“I have a very important question for you,” I tell him. Since Cyra is sitting in my lap, I know she can hear Connor’s side of this conversation as well.

Connor laughs, thinking I’m being funny. I’m probably about to knock him off his chair or whatever he’s currently sitting on.

“Oh yeah. What’s that?”

“If I needed ...