I poured myself into it, channeling all that leftover anger and disappointment into something productive.
Lucas would sit on the couch doing homework while I worked at the table.
He’d ask questions about what I was doing, and I’d explain in kid terms.
“Dad’s teaching computers how to talk to each other.”
He loved that idea.
Then one day in March, my boss pulled me aside.
“Felix,” he said, “you’ve been killing it lately. The higher-ups noticed. We’re promoting you to systems manager. Comes with a pay bump and a small team.”
I just stood there for a moment, stunned.
That night, Lucas and I celebrated with pizza and ice cream.
He insisted we cheers with our soda cans.
“Does this mean we can get a new couch now?” he asked with a grin.
I laughed.
“Maybe. But first, we’re getting you a new bike.”
