Seven years later,
"Lilly?" Jamie rolled up the sleeves of his sweater as he looked for his daughter. He and Siggy had been so busy preparing for their housewarming party, that they hadn't noticed she was unusually quiet. Last time they saw her, she asked them for a ruler, while she held her notebook under her armpit.
Jamie stopped at the living room, between two blue sofas that were facing each other. The sun shined on them through the glass panels that made up the entire wall. Behind him, there was his favorite chair, where he sat sometimes to contemplate the lake. A child's drawing of a family laid on it with the words 'I love you, Daddy' written under it. The father grinned and picked up the artwork. He passed a circle-shaped kitchen to get to his daughter's bedroom, when he heard sc
