“Did you see that?” she gasped.
“I did,” I said, clapping gently. “You’re getting stronger every day.”
She giggled, chest heaving with happy breaths. Then she lowered her voice. “You stopped playing to stay near me, didn’t you?”
I blinked. “I thought you might be tired.”
She shook her head, curls bouncing. “I can watch from here. I like watching you.”
That innocent truth caught me off guard. I bent down and kissed her cheek before I could think. “You’re such a good girl, Myra.”
Her cheeks flushed pink. She touched the spot where my lips had brushed and whispered, “You called me good.”
My smile trembled. “Because you are.”
The twins came running back with the frisbee, shouting for another round, but she waved them off. “Let’s play something else! Flying chess!”
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