Leilani.
I do not know how long Uncle Theo— my father— and I stood in that spot, hugging each other like in the next minute, one of us could disappear. All I knew was that I didn't want to let go and I knew he felt the same.
Fine, there was some tiny twisted part of me that still didn't believe him. A part of me that feared that this might be a prank or something… but in the moment, I ignored those thoughts. I ignored the voices whispering them into my ears as well and focused instead on the way his chest rose and fell rapidly. The way his breath would catch whenever I moved in his arms... and the way his shoulders continued to shake as if in suppressed tears.
A couple of minutes had gone past before we finally broke out of each other's arms and even after I pulled away, I still remained within reach. Close to him. Like a child who just learned the use of an umbrella while being lost under the rain.
