Remember me naked
We talk about the weather, a neighbor who has planted his tomatoes too early in the season again, and Lucas shares childhood anecdotes about Lyra.
— Do you remember when you got your head stuck between the bars of the stairs? he chuckles.
— Lucas! she protests, her cheeks red.
— We had to wait for dad to come back with a saw…
— That’s not funny!
— Yes, it was hilarious, he replies, laughing.
I laugh with them, and this laughter, this clear and sweet sound bursting from Lyra's lips, fills me completely. It’s like I rediscover her each time: alive, radiant, liberated.
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