“I know.”
“You should have trusted me.”
“I know.”
“You should have let me decide whether the risk was worth it.”
“I know.”
Maya faced him.
“Stop agreeing with me.”
“I don’t know how.”
She laughed despite herself.
Leo shouted from ahead.
“Mom! Dad! Look!”
They both turned.
Leo stood beneath a tree holding something.
A white feather.
He ran back and gave it to Maya.
“It looks like the falcon on Dad’s plane.”
Maya stared at it.
Ethan smiled.
“Good eye.”
Leo looked between them.
“Are you guys getting married?”
Maya nearly dropped the feather.
Ethan coughed.
“What?”
Leo shrugged.
“Ben’s parents hold hands before they get married.”
Maya looked down.
Only then did she realize she and Ethan were holding hands.
She tried to pull away.
Ethan held on.
Not tightly.
Just enough to ask without words.
Maya looked at him.
Eight years ago, she would have answered immediately.
