They gave him to me I didn't even have to sign and I strapped him in. Kal El into the rocket right around 2pm not quite late enough yet for bad traffic West on the 112 but the sun is up there putting that July haze on everything. Melting paper. Helped mom out the wheelchair into the front seat and the hospital people disappeared into sliding doors-wooooosh. There should've been a cold mist. Drove slow at first and my dumb brain got the better of me as I pinballed around the slow people like there wasn't a treasure back in the baby seat. Couple weeks later I laughed at my dad who didn't want to carry him afraid of a drop and then she said yeah well you haven't carried him much either. She was right. Scarier than speeding through the bath salt eating moribund Miami drivers.