Milo’s POV
We’ve started to hit this strained, painful time in our lives where time seems to simultaneously move way too fast and not fast enough.
I want it to slow down, of course, for Harper’s sake. I want her to have the time she needs to process the question she’s being asked and the decision she has to make.
But a part of me also just wants time to move faster.
We’re still eight months out from Harper’s eighteenth birthday, and I’m not sure how many more news stories I can take of her lighting the world on fire. I’m not sure how much more I can take of her not being with us.
She checks in, of course. She’s not mad at us, exactly; she’s just proving a point. If you won’t let me fight with you, I’ll fight with the people who will.
We should have just let her fight with us.
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