turns to me, points, then signs the word protect again with his fingers creating the letter “R” at the same time. He points at me again.
“I’m Ryan?” I ask, using his sign for my name.
He nods, smiling.
Abigale leans her head on Tim’s shoulder as she looks at me.
“Is that my sign name?” I ask him to the best of my ability.
“Yes.”
Words stick in my throat, so I simply nod, sign, and mouth, “Thank you.”
“No. Thank you.”