With a reassuring nod. “Oliver had a bit of a tumble on the playground at school,” she began gently, her voice soft and soothing, like the balm she had just applied to his cheek. “He was playing tag during recess and tripped over one of the smaller slides.”
Richard inhaled sharply, a mix of relief and lingering worry.
He crouched down next to his son, meeting his eyes with a gaze that was both stern and tender. “Why didn’t the school call me?”
Grace interjected, “They did, Mr. Lawson.
I spoke with the nurse. She assured me it was a minor incident. I brought Oliver home and was keeping an eye on him to make sure he was alright.”
The tension in Richard’s shoulders eased a fraction, but another emotion took its place.
Guilt gnawed at him. He realized how little he knew about Oliver’s day-to-day life, how distant he had become amidst his relentless pursuit of success. Oliver looked up at him, eyes still glassy.
“I’m okay, Dad. Grace took good care of me.” The sincerity in his son’s voice was a balm to Richard’s conscience, yet it also underscored a painful truth. Richard reached out, tousling Oliver’s hair gently.
“I’m glad you’re alright, buddy.” He paused, glancing at Grace. “And thank you, Grace. I don’t know what we’d do without you.”
Grace smiled, a gentle warmth radiating from her.
“I’m just doing what needs to be done, Mr. Lawson. Oliver is like family to me.”
The word ‘family’ lingered in the air, heavy with implications.
Richard realized that his life was filled with more than contracts and boardrooms; it was also filled with people who mattered deeply. As Oliver stood, Grace rose too, smoothing her apron. “I’ll go prepare a snack.
I’m sure Oliver could use something to eat.”
Richard watched her retreat to the kitchen, a silent gratitude welling up within him. He turned back to Oliver. “Hey, how about we do something together tonight?
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