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Chapter 26 - Lily and the champagne glass

A year later, we attended another formal event.

Different ballroom.

Different hotel.

Lily was five.

She wore a purple dress.

Still carried the rabbit.

Less often.

At dinner, a server placed a glass of sparkling water in front of me.

Lily stared.

I noticed.

She signed:

Safe?

I answered:

Safe.

She watched me drink.

Then laughed.

I asked:

What?

She signed:

You made scared face.

Apparently I had.

Trauma is rude like that.

It does not wait for permission.

I took another sip.

Nothing happened.

May you like

Lily returned to dessert.

A glass became a glass again.

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