We listened to the right scriptures. I held Em’s hand and she held Mom’s. On the far side, I could see that Dad simply had his head bowed with tears dripping from his eyes.Christmas without Peyton. It just didn’t seem right.I remembered her words a year and a half ago at her birthday. “I’m going to change the world so people don’t have to be separated from the ones they love.”Oh, little angel. How much I feel the separation between us now.I realized I didn’t believe in God anymore. If he was there, he was irrelevant. I promised my little angel that I would fulfill her vow.After Christmas morning with Mom and Dad, Em and I returned silently to the farm. They had been invited to have Christmas dinner with Rachel’s family. During the day, we all gathered together. It seemed like everyone was a little subdued. Yeah, we were all there. Joan had come in Christmas morning. We all ate our Christmas dinner together and there were a few little presents exchanged. None of us were into. We succumb. We jog closer to the repetitive hypnotic sound of water breaking over and over again on the shinning white sand whistling under our feet. A wave breaks as we wade in. It instantly invigorates us. We splash around and dunk into the salty water. We feel great. I tempt you to join me and venture out further to be up to our shoulders and in the waves before they finally crash as foam on the beach. You put your hand out for mine to give you support and protection. I hold you close to me and we jump up and down together every few seconds to keep our heads above the waves surrounding us. I love the sensation of your slippery body close to mine. You put your arm around my neck. We kiss letting our hair tangle together with the water dripping in our eyes and into our mouths. We lick each other's cheeks ears and mouth. Our legs are entwined. We have drifted with the tide around a rocky point and into a tiny inlet all alone. We kiss each other with more intensity poking our tongues.
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