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Stop cat-calling my girls.
Orbit. That was the word for it. She was the Earth, full of life, raging rivers, erupting volcanoes, mysterious oceans, and breathtaking views. I was a satellite in her orbit, witnessing from a distance while she bloomed.
“And, Mom, this is my Samantha.”
Having her near me settled my soul in a way I wouldn’t examine.
“You always have all of me, Sam. Every second I’m breathing, I’m yours.”