But his mom understands about his counting. "You're just different, Mayfly," she says, "I love you no matter what." It's only the two of them at home now since his Dad left. And they're doing okay, aren't they?
Suddenly his breathing becomes very fast. He holds tightly to the straps of his backpack like it's a parachute.
Then Mason looks to the sky and sees green and yellow fluttering in the distance.
to be continued...