"That's my brother." He said as I looked at him.
"You never told me you had pictures." I said.
"I didn't." He said.
"Why?" I asked and he looked down.
"Because some memories hurt too much." He said as I turned toward him.
"What changed?" I asked and he looked around the ruined room.
"This place made monsters outta us." He said as his voice softened.
"But it also saved us." He added as I reached for his hand.
"Then we remember what it saved." I said as his fingers closed around mine.
For several seconds neither of us spoke. Then he leaned down and kissed me.
It was soft and brief, but it carried everything neither of us had said.
His hand settled carefully against my stomach.
"You're really here." He whispered and I smiled.
"So is the baby." I said as his eyes softened.
"That'
