Look, Sarah. I don't have parents. I mean, not really. I don't talk about it because that's just the way that things are now. But it wasn't always this way. Morgan was there the first day that my mom took off. He didn't say much, because, honestly, what is a fifth-grader supposed to say? But we sat and split a cherry cheesecake and played "Legend of Zelda" all night long. And my dad, well, that's a whole other story. But Morgan was there for that too.











