Chapter 25 - Emmie invites Luca

Her ninth birthday approached.
I asked:
“Who do you want?”
She listed:
Friends.
Cousins.
Teacher? No.
Then:
“Uncle Luca.”
I paused.
“Why?”
“He gives good presents.”
Honest.
Then:
“He said mistakes aren’t mine.”
I understood.
Luca came.
Small party.
No business guests.
No vendors trying to impress me.
No Bianca.
Luca handed Emmie one small box.
She looked at me.
I said:
“Your choice.”
She opened it immediately.
Inside:
A model horse.
Twenty-eight dollars.
Receipt included.
Luca said:
“I am under strict procurement controls.”
I laughed.
May you like
So did Emmie.
Healing sometimes looks embarrassingly ordinary.