I said, "It's not that complicated," and she said, "Really? Bet you can't draw one." "Bet I can," I said.
So here I am.
It looks like a fat fairy.
Clover bumps me on the leg, and I rub her head as I send him a snap from my phone.
There's this recent smiling habit I've developed around all-River's-things-related that won't cave. Not even now with the sun breaking through the peavy clouds warming my neck through the window of my bedroom making me uncomfortable—it still creeps up my face and perseveres.
I'm staring at the screen, and I'm grinning so much my face could split in half. Clover snorts, wanting attention. That makes two of us, girl, get in line. I pat her on the head, and she rests her body against my left side, which only contributes to more sweating on my end. I take one look at her and remember all the reasons she's so important to me. I let her be, she can smother me all she wants.
A buzz brings me the answer to my last text and another dorky beam.
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