She rested her head against my shoulder for a brief moment.

We hadn’t decided whether to begin a romantic relationship again.

We were seeing each other slowly, with counseling and careful conversations about what each of us needed.

It was not an ending suitable for a company press release.

It was far better: an honest beginning we could choose freely.

Willa called us over to see her finished drawing.

There were two houses beneath an enormous moon, joined by a path lined with orange flowers.

She had drawn me in a blue coat, Elena in a yellow dress, and herself in the middle with Captain Buttons.