Oh shit.
Oh.
And his beautiful award is ruined!
Lilly puts her hand on his back and glides it back and forth compassionately, causing Rome to freeze. “I’m so sorry it’s broken, Rome. Guess we’re both having a bad day.”
He shakes his head once she removes her palm, regaining the ability to take air into his lungs. “It’s just a bit of glass. I have memories from living there…I don’t need this.”
“We could glue it together?” Jack strolls into the kitchen as Rome dumps the pieces back into his box. “Might look like utter shite, but at least you’d still have it.”
“I love mosaics. I can do it for you,” Lilly volunteers. “I used to work at a pottery shop in high school, and we did artwork with shards. You should let me try to get it back in one piece.”
“Really, it’s fi—”
But Lilly has the box in her arms and is already standing, commandeering his busted award.
“Nope. I’m going to fix this. It will be a complete mess, but it will give me something to do, and at least you’ll still have something to display.”
Rome looks at me for help.
I shrug.
“Once she has her mind made up, there’s no stopping her.”
And if there’s one thing I know to be true about Lilly…it’s that she loves fixing things that are broken.