I looked up. “You don’t get to promise that once. You prove it every day.”
He nodded. “Then I will prove it every day.”
Owen appeared in the doorway. “Dinner, or are we doing emotional accountability all night?”
For the first time in months, I laughed.
I didn’t forgive Jonah all at once.
“Not yet.”
Owen set down his cereal.
“Can you prove it?”