And again, my soul sighed.
“Auntie Mara!” Billie yelled. “Come dunk me!”
I opened my eyes.
“The princess speaks,” Mitch muttered again, a smile in his voice.
“You know it,” I replied, my smile in mine.
“And love it.”
My soul sighed yet again.
That was mine too.
All mine.
“Right,” I whispered. “Love you, baby.”
“Love you too, honey.”
“Ready?” I asked.
“Ready,” he replied, a smile again in his voice.
“Break,” I whispered, my smile also in mine.
Then he was gone.