when I woke at 2:13 a.m. to the sound of the bathroom door closing softly, I saw a thin line of light under his bedroom door.

I almost went in.

Then I heard a drawer shut, and silence followed.

By morning, he had that shirt on.

And now, standing in front of the judge, he looked like a child who had been waiting for his turn all along.

  Part 3

“Crew,” I continue reading …