It takes a long time, but finally Ruby returns to sleep.
“Ivan,” Bob whispers, yawning, “what you said … about the zoo. How are you going to do it?”
Suddenly I feel as if I could sleep for a thousand days. “I don’t know,” I admit.
“You’ll think of something,” Bob says confidently, his voice trailing off as his eyes close.
“What if I don’t?” I ask, but Bob is already asleep.
His little red feet dance, and I know he’s running in his dreams.