on the town picn

he chased a butterfly ne

for his age, but

was a constant worry, a

osed to be watching him, b

e preacher' s daughter, who wa

elashes, a picture of Southe

always. His LSAT books l

d Tiffany, with her influential father,

o, "Careful, sweeti

face beaming,

ox, one I' d packed my

minefield, a potluck o

offer Leo a cookie

lled out, a lit

ed. He took a small bite

d. First confus

a dry, tight sound

ed, "The EpiPen!

from Tiffany, annoyance

bag, his movements

his little hands cl

My voice was

out the EpiPen, Tiff

est dramatically, h

" she cried, and then she swayed, c

d snapped t

yelled, droppi

neeling, all concern. "T

ing the fallen EpiPen. M

ne before, Mark a

pposed to

gathering,

led, "Give

cap, my vision bl

low, his skin turning a

breathe! Ma

ask of irritation, then back to

ng, Sarah! Can' t you

hit me, co

iPen into Leo' s small thigh, preci

like an

ent limp i

s faded to a dul

s silence