"I know how you feel," I assure him as I put my hand over his on my leg, squeezing his smaller hand with my own. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been here when I got here. I don't even want to think about it."

It's actually terrifying, and I feel my chest squeeze tightly as I suck in a breath. Looking over at him, I take piece of bacon and hold it up to his mouth. "Here, eat your protein."

Maybe it's me being selfish again, trying to change the subject, but I don't want to imagine my life without Bits. Not on such a wonderful morning when everything seems so perfect. I just want to be with him, to exist in this moment for as long as we can.