She arrives on a Thursday.Not dramatically, not with a long complicated story... Just Thursday morning... early, the light coming through the east windows of the hospital room at the angle that makes everything look considered, and then she is here, small and specific and entirely herself, and the room changes shape around her the way rooms do when the right person arrives.Rhys holds her first.I watch him hold her.At some point I will write something adequate about watching the man I love hold our daughter for the first time but I do not have the words for it yet and I am not sure I ever will. It is one of those things that lives in the body rather than language, in the specific warmth of a moment you know you will return to for the rest of your life.She has his jaw.She has eyes that are too new to know yet.She has her own whole entire face."Clara," Rhys says quietly. To her specifically. Just her name, said to her directly, like a hello and a promise simultaneously.She looks
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