FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER
Lily sat across from Emma, spinning her fork absently, talking about a documentary she'd watched about deep-sea creatures that had no eyes and still somehow found their way through the dark.
"Imagine that," Lily said, gesturing with her fork. "Living your whole life without being able to see anything, and still knowing exactly where you are."
"Some people manage that above water too," Emma said, and Marcus made a quiet sound that was almost a laugh.
Lily pointed her fork at him. "Was that a joke, Dad? An actual, real joke?"
"It wasn't mine," he said. "Credit Emma."
Lily turned to Emma with exaggerated surprise. "She speaks. She jokes. She's practically human."