Maybe some half-finished project they didn’t want me to see yet.
Instead, what I found in that garage pulled me straight back into a part of my life I had buried for forty years.
I picked Noah up from kindergarten a couple of afternoons each week and brought him to my house until his parents finished work. FindSchools
Those drives were some of my favorite times with him.
Noah could talk endlessly.
Dinosaurs.
Classroom drama.
What someone had packed for lunch.