“Who held down the fort?” he asked.
Kenzie was seventeen. Old enough to drive, young enough to still feel the weight of a missing parent like a stone in her shoe. When Dad Is Away Ii Kenzie Taylor
Leo fell asleep. Kenzie stayed awake until the storm passed. “Who held down the fort
She smiled, then hated how much she needed the words. When Dad Is Away Ii Kenzie Taylor
He pulled her into a hug that smelled like sandalwood and missing time. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “You did.”
When Dad finally came home—tired, smelling of airport coffee and cheap plane blankets—he dropped his bag in the hall and looked around. The house was clean. The plants were watered. The router was green.