Saturday

John set his phone face-up on the counter “just in case” — a client had a launch going live over the weekend, and he told himself he was being responsible, not distracted. His daughter was telling him about her science project, the one with the baking-soda volcano she’d rebuilt twice after it collapsed. Somewhere around…

Most nights, the last words Aaron’s kids hear from him are some version of a correction — brush your teeth, turn off the light, stop stalling, get some sleep. None of it is wrong to say; a household needs those sentences to function. It’s just the only kind of sentence they hear, night after night,…