“We can all do it this weekend,” Brie adds.
Mom nods. “I’ll plant the flowers.”
Her words make the corner of my mouth lift. It’s always been her hobby.
My eyes drift from Mom to Brie, and it’s during moments like this when we’re all relaxed and talking about our future I’m at my happiest.
Just the three of us and endless possibilities.
I reach for Brie’s left hand and interweave our fingers. There’s a look of contentment on her face as her eyes meet mine. The longer I stare at her, the more I see.
Her wearing a white dress as she walks toward me.
Laughing children.
Crows feet and gray hair.
I see my entire life span out in the blue of her eyes. An endless ocean of happiness.The End.