"'Course they do. I made sure they did. We talked about you and Tom... all the time. Their daddies," I say with a faraway sort of grin, swallowing past the sudden tightness in my throat.

"They still call me Neil. Anytime somebody calls me their dad by accident, they get all confused."

Or they did. Now... Now, I don't know. I don't know what the fuck's going on back there. If they're okay. If they even exist anymore, without us.