“Look, mom!” she pointed upwards to a moon suddenly splitting, drifting slowly apart.
I rushed to the TV, a livid presenter was being whispered something in her ear. As if keeping up appearances mattered.
I gathered the girls, the dog, rang my husband knowing there was no time for him to reach home. I waited.
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