The Luna Choosing Game
“Hear that, Elva? You are still his favorite.”
Elva looked at me again. “Yeah?”
I nodded, and suddenly had an armful of Elva, as she flung herself at me. Piper continued to rub her back as Elva buried her face into my shoulder.
For one brief moment, I could almost imagine this as my family, with Piper as my wife, and Elva as my child. My heart pumped heart and I felt light and relaxed.
It was impossible for so many reasons, but it was such a beautiful little dream, that for the full length of that moment, it stole my breath away.