[Careful readers will notice the last listed chapter was numbered 3, this is numbered 5. The joys of a work-in-progress, I added a chapter after 1.]
Each day Grandpa and I practice. He never pushes me, never insists. Some days I want to play and he turns practicing into a game.
“Gio, you like Hide-and-Seek?”
He knows it is one of my favorites.
“I’m gonna hide and you come find me. Okay?”
Oh, yes. Very much yes.
He takes me to my room and lays me on my bed. “Close your eyes. No peeking.”
I scrunch my face and bury it in my pillow so I can’t see. “You can count to ten? Count to ten, then you come find me.”
Lower-Center-Relax-Breathe. The first lesson. Him, not me. I can feel it, feel him leave the room without him going anywhere. I’m still learning.
I count to ten. “Here I come, ready or not.”
I keep my eyes closed. I never leave my bed.
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