Calvin

When Tyler returns from Theo’s the next morning, I fix us a snack of apples and peanut butter at the kitchen island while he takes Chinook to the backyard. When he returns, he takes the stool next to mine, sharing the games he played with Levi and Clint at Theo’s house last night.

When he chomps on his apple slice, I begin. “Remember the story of how Nana and Papa adopted me?”

Tyler nods while he chews, a little apple juice dripping from the corner of his ...