Chapter 87 – Ten Years, One More Light (Eli POV) Ten years felt like a number that belonged to other people. Not us. Not yet. But the calendar didn’t lie, and neither did the tiny handwritten banner our daughter, Lila, had taped crookedly across the kitchen doorway in bright purple marker: “10 YEARS OF DADDY E + DADDY D (AND PUCK & MILTON)”. The letters were uneven, the tape peeling at one corner already, but she’d spent twenty minutes getting it just right, tongue poking out in concentration the whole time. She was nine now—curly dark hair like mine, icy blue eyes like Dante’s, and an obsession with fairy lights that rivaled my own at her age. She’d inherited my habit of stringing them everywhere “for ambience,” as she proudly told anyone who asked. Puck—the hyper border collie who still thought he was a puppy despite turning seven last month—sprawled under the kitchen table, ears perked for any sign of falling food. Milton—the golden retriever who believed the world owed him b
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