I just finished a conversation with Cloud. She is so hard.
I also have Kitty here. She is so hard too.
Then I think about Storm. so hard.
You know, these girls all have legitimate reasons to be hard though.
As I type, I can feel the wetness still on my sleeve from Cloud’s tears. Januarys are hard for her.
“Because of your dad?”
“Well, you don’t have to tell me about it.”
And then we hugged, and I spoke my heart into her head.