Mate: Part One
part of our family.
Her words struck something deep inside me. Family. I swallowed hard and looked down at the plate. As I took a bite, memories came rushing back- lazy Saturday mornings with my parents and Sara, sitting around the kitchen table, laughing, safe.
I swallowed hard and looked down at the plate. The first bite was sweet and warm, and before I could stop it, memories surfaced- lazy Saturday mornings with my parents and Sara, laughter echoing around the kitchen, the world still safe and whole.