TROY
I watched my dad as Morgan confessed to everything. I knew that look. The wheels were spinning as Dad processed all the information and compartmentalized it into things he had a solution for and things he didn’t. That’s the type of person he was, analytical to a fault. It was rare for him to let his emotions make a decision.
What I really wanted to do was hold Morgan in my arms and make everything go away, but I settled for keeping my hand on his shaking knee. His anxiety was pal