— Yeah, he is.
But Arthur knew that now, Leo didn’t have to be tough alone. He had a father who was finally present.
A few months later, the snow had melted, and the park was green again. The lake, once a place of terror, now sparkled under the spring sun.
Arthur and Leo returned to the park for the first time.
— You ready? — Arthur asked, squeezing Leo’s hand.
Leo nodded. He walked to the water’s edge, looking out at the lake that had haunted his dreams. But today, it looked different. It wasn’t dark or cold. It was just water.
Leo leaned down, picked up a flat stone, and skipped it across the surface. One, two, three times. He looked up at his father and smiled.
— I’m not scared anymore, Dad, — he said quietly.
Arthur felt a sense of peace settle over him. They had won. They had beaten the fear. They had survived the ice, and now, they had a future. And that was all that mattered.
