“Ya’ know…”

Simon’s grip on your hand tightened, a silent anchor amid the emotions that threatened to well up within him. an unspoken need for comfort, a hand to hold onto amidst uncertainty.

The laughter of the children filled the room, all amazed by the small boy who brought smiles to their faces, wielding the tiny dinosaur figurine Simon gave him. An illusion appeared before Simon. Him and Tommy playing as carefree children with that very same dinosaur.

“I was an older brother once…”