I heard the Robin twitter from its perch in the Maple tree outside
my bedroom window before Jared started speaking.
“Come on kiddo, run on the riverbank and keep time. Here,
take my watch. Wait ‘til I give you the signal.”
I always loved being his special helper. Like I played some
magical part in how good he was, how successful he’d become, or
how many medals he was going to win. And he promised to take
me with him to the Olympics. He said I could be his manager.
Little sisters hold on to stuff like that.