Kathy half-wanted to take his though. She could only imagine the dread and discomfort she'd be feeling right now, if their roles were reversed. And, shit, Ez had been dealing with other people's feelings about him so much recently -

She didn't try to talk the whole way to Ezra's room. Whatever was going on was too heavy and too private for the hallway.

Did it always feel this way, to be a parent? Feeling like your heart is breaking because your child was hurting?