“It’s perfect,” Sophie had whispered when she saw it, her eyes wide with admiration that didn’t require perfection to feel real.
For the first thirty minutes, everything felt exactly as it should.
Then an hour passed.
Then two.
And the space between expectation and reality began to stretch in ways that neither of them could ignore.

Thomas checked his phone more often than he realized, scrolling through messages that never came, refreshing a silence that refused to change. “Traffic might be bad,” he said at one point, though the roads nearby were clear and quiet. “People get busy. You know how it is.”
Sophie nodded, because children learn early how to protect the people they love from disappointment, even when they don’t fully understand it themselves.Continue reading…