Hi,
Beautiful story!
This felt right, somehow, even though by appearances he was a year younger than she was, and by age, he was a hundred years older.
OMG!
He flew over the horizon and into the dawn. He had a lot of catching up to do, and a lot of grieving for what he’d lost. Wendy had taught him to read, and he remembered everything he’d ever read.
It’d take time, but he’d grow up, and when he did, he’d return to her.
And this time, he’d stay.
Beautiful!
MAF
