They thought about building new rituals, ones that would last so that their child’s old age would be warmed by the glow of memories.
They would let him choose a song to listen to as he brushed his teeth. They would teach him about a new bird every morning over fruit-topped cereal. They would count how many dogs they spotted on the short walk to school.
On the first day of term they bundled him from the house with a banana clutched in his hand and only one sock on.
He always laughed about his first day at school.
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