I closed my eyes and touched the locket around my neck, transported to one such moment when our little family sat tucked inside our snug cottage around the fire as a storm raged outside. Mother and Father had snuggled together as they worked, while I’d lain on my stomach in front of the hearth, sketching. I looked up in time to witness Mother and Father exchange adoring smiles before Mother returned to her mending and Father to his whittling…until
