Hudson is asleep on the couch, and his body takes up all the cushions. Next to him, Lucy is curled against his chest. Her face is buried in his shirt and his left arm is wrapped around her, as if he’s keeping her from falling off the sofa. Gus and Millie are on the floor beneath them, snoozing soundly. My breath catches. It feels like someone is squeezing my heart unbearably tight, and I pull my phone out of my purse so I can capture this moment.
