“You know?”
Owen nodded.
“Yeah.”
“I really do.”
Then Ethan noticed his shirt.
“You have Spider-Man too.”
Owen glanced down and smiled faintly.
“My wife bought it because she thinks I’m too old.”
“You’re not too old,” Ethan said seriously. “My grandpa likes Spider-Man.”
Owen laughed.
Ethan almost smiled.
Then his mother walked over and knelt beside him.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
She wrapped her arms around her son.
At first Ethan stayed stiff.
Then he leaned against her.
His father stood nearby looking at the floor.
Eventually the mother
