It’s us, El. Me and you. For always. But it’s also something more. Something that has yet to settle into the dirt. A seed, so full of possibilities it’s blinding, yet fragile and new, not yet sowed into the earth. It could still fly away, that seed, taken by the wind before it has a chance to grow. I want to believe that won’t be us. That after all we’ve been through to get to this point, nothing will take Lucky from me. But how do I keep him? How do I hold onto a creature that’s meant to fly?
