I was on my bed, laying there in thoughts, distracted strokes when my phone buzzed on the shelf. Another video from Aayan. I wiped my hands and tapped play without hesitation.

Rohan stood in the hallway at college, books clutched to his chest like a shield. Aayan shoved him hard against the wall, sending everything scattering across the floor. My son just bent down and gathered his things without a word, without even looking up.