You Failed the Test
Noah had drawn a lopsided building that vaguely resembled Whitmore Tower.
Lily had drawn three stick figures holding hands.
“Look, Mommy,” she said, pointing. “It’s us. We’re on top of the world.”
I smiled — a genuine, deep-reaching smile that settled warmly in my chest.
“Yes, we are, baby,” I said. “Yes, we are.”
THE END.
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