After much begging from him, she had invited to see Colin. Only with the warning that he wouldn't say anything stupid.
Lucas sat on the small living room couch, his large frame looking slightly out of place in the cozy space.
Across from him, Colin sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes bright with excitement as he showed off his collection of handmade drawings. Lucas leaned forward, listening intently as the boy explained each piece.
“And this one,” Colin said, pointing at a crayon sketch of a tall man and a smaller figure holding hands, “is me and…uh…a superhero.”
Lucas smiled softly, his chest tightening. “A superhero, huh? He looks pretty strong. Just like you.”
Colin grinned and flexed his small arm. “I’ve been eating all my vegetables so I can grow muscles like yours.”
Desi,
