28 août 2026

My Son’s Warning at the Airport Changed Everything

Normally, he would’ve been curious, distracted, full of energy.

But not tonight.

He was too quiet. Too still. Watching everything like he was trying to understand something bigger than he should have had to.

“This meeting in Chicago is important,” Quasi said, pulling me into a hug that felt familiar—but somehow empty. “Just a few days. I’ll be back before you know it.”

I smiled, out of habit more than anything.

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