Seven Minutes in Heaven
The man just looked at me, really looked at me, and a little bit of the sadness in his eyes seemed to get bigger, like a cloud growing in the sky.
"He... he sounds like a good man," he said, his voice even quieter now, almost like he was just thinking out loud. “I should’ve been one too.”
"He is!" I nodded firmly, my head bobbing. "And Mommy loves him. She tells him all the time. She always says things like….uh, 'Dada, you're my superhero!' And Dada says, 'You're mine too, Mommy!' They always hold hands, and they read me stories together. And now we're a real family, with Mommy, Dada, and me! My mommy, Reigna, and my dada, Carlisle! We live in the big penthouse now! We're the bestest family!
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