It’s our first day staying at Monty’s house, spending our day in the reptile room. Whilst Violet and Sunny are outside with the dissonant tortoise, I stay inside with you and the iguana.

I glance up from where I’ve finished clipping its nails, to see you struggling to reach a top shelf for a book.

I swiftly stand and put a hand on the small of your back, “Here…” I say softly, reaching up to grab it for you and placing it in your hand.