Chapter 16
Leo turned four at the planetarium.
Not intentionally symbolic.
He loved space.
Elena blamed genetics.
I blamed the foam planets he found in storage.
We rented the observation lounge again.
Same fireplace.
Same polished floor.
Different life.
Leo ran between telescopes.
Elena shouted:
“Slow down!”
He did not.
Of course.
The old constellation display had been replaced.
Preston’s crash damage long gone.
Victoria’s engagement night existed only in memory.
May you like
Good.
Objects do not need to remain wounded because people were.
