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"Kids gotta learn the birds and the bees sometime."
I stifled a snort of laughter, looking into Liam's eyes again to meet his gaze. He cracked a grin and gestured to one of the booths with a nod of his head.
"Want to go get your face painted like a cat?" he asked.
"I'd much rather see you as a cat," I said. "Cute pink nose, whiskers and all."
"Only if you swear to not take pictures."
"No promises."
Liam took my hand in his and squeezed. I returned it.
The crack inside me began to close. Not completely, and not quickly, but it was closing, growing smaller. Small enough to keep the darkness from escaping.
For now.
