She closed the laptop lid—just for fifteen minutes—and followed him out of the room.
Foom. Foom. Foom.
“I know,” she sighed. “It’s very sick.”
He shrugged. “Can we build the pillow fort now?”
The windows waited, patient and small. They would still be there when she came back. But right now, the ocean wallpaper was enough.
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