Her outstretched hand rested palm up on the arm rest, not a word was said with her voice...but her eyes told a different story as I asked her, "What?"...she shook her hand one time. I immediately knew she was asking for me to love her, to reach out and hold her. As her fingers intertwined with mine I gave her a squeeze and gently rolled her hand over. We drove like that, in silence, with smiles beaming widely, for some time. She had no idea that her 6 year old heart had completely made my day.
And everything is ok in the universe.
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