Ella Reese River Lynn Instant
The silence stretched. A bird sang somewhere in the wreckage of the porch.
They would clear the tree tomorrow. They would call a repairman for the door. But right now, the four of them were exactly where they were supposed to be: tangled together in the wreckage and the light, holding on. ella reese river lynn
Lynn hummed in agreement, her hand finding River’s in the dark. The silence stretched
“You should tell her,” River whispered. They would call a repairman for the door
River was the last one awake. They watched Ella look at Reese with that quiet, aching tenderness. River knew. They had always known.
Ella didn’t pretend not to understand. “What if I lose everything?”
“You look like you fought a parking meter,” Ella replied, and Reese laughed that loud, honking laugh that made the pine needles tremble.
