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“I should probably bring another bucket of water, right?”

“Just to be sure. I’m sorry I can’t help you.”

“You’re helping, believe me.” She gave her sleeping child a tender glance before taking the bucket back over to the outside spigot.

Finn felt the weight of the five-year-old boy against him as if it were lead. Pressing him down into the lawn chair.

Pressing him into his past.

He’d held his own son just like this. It was such a sweet age, still small enough to fit into a lap and to want to be there.

Leo would soon grow beyond such tenderness.

Derek wouldn’t, not ever.

The knowledge of that ached in Finn’s chest. Outside of the guilt and the regret, he just plain missed his son.

Kayla sloshed another bucket over the fire pit. “There. No sparks left to cause a fire.”

He met her eyes and the thought flashed through him: There are still some sparks here, just not the fire-pit kind.

But although it was true, it wouldn’t do to highlight the fact.