“I always wanted to live where the fairies were. My favorite Disney movie is Sleeping Beauty because of the fairies.”
Matthias looks up at me from the book he’s reading—yup, still mine—and wrinkles his eyes. “What about them did you love?”
“They can fly. Fairies are gorgeous and magical beings. I don’t know, it was always a feeling. Was there ever anything magical that you loved growing up?”
He bookmarks the page and closes the book, letting it rest on his lap. “Maybe aliens? Although I don’t know if I’d call them magical, it always intrigued me, wondering if there was life on other planets.”
“And?”
“We’re definitely not the only existing race in the entire universe.”
“I think so, too.” I turn my attention back to my laptop, feeling content with the small tidbit of myself I shared.
