Sasappis
After a while, once the kids have been taken home and put to bed, I sit cross-legged under a large tree, away from everyone else. I just need a moment to myself before I retire to bed. I am trying so hard not to let my mind wander to Rhodos. But my heart feels like a caged bird, fluttering against the bars of my chest, desperate to soar towards the one person who could calm its erratic beating.
Will it always feel like this?
I smile as my great-grandmother Aria sits beside me. “You seem lost, Sas.”
“I’m okay, Grandma.”
“I can see that you’re not.” She nudges her shoulder against mine. “I know your heart is heavy with the burden of your love for Rhodos.” I keep my eyes forward as Aria speaks. “But you must understand, she is an ancient soul, woven with layers of experience tha
