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To those of us who experienced childhood through books and stories. I’m glad we never grew up.
I’m of the firm belief that collecting books and reading books are separate hobbies anyway.
“You said you liked them,” I answer. “I do.” “Then, why wouldn’t I do something simple if you like it?”
“It’s a reminder to keep flying,” I confess. “That life will move on. That the Earth keeps spinning and the birds keep migrating regardless of what happened the day before. That I should keep flying too.
Milo sits behind the desk with a book folded open. He peers up at me with his head playfully tilted to the side before dog-earing the page and closing it. “Don’t you know dog-earing is generally frowned upon?” I tease.
If only everyone knew how she truly makes me feel. Not just happy, but alive.
“I love you, Wendy Darling. You know I’m not great at talking, so that’s all I’ve got. I love you. And I hope it’s enough.” Jasper huffs out a breath, eyebrows tilted in. Waiting. Finally, I swallow and nod. “It’s enough,” I say breathlessly, and it only takes half a second more for me to kiss him.
