Andrew stood up, next to Joseph and half a head taller, and called, “Mom, it’s only…”
“Daddy?” squeaked Eloise.
The Twins, holding tight to Andrew’s hands, turned to each other and whispered as one, “Papa Joe?”
Bethany froze, shocked into putting her guard up; it was indeed her lost husband, but he was…different. Or maybe she was different?
With a crack, the tunnel shifted.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2022)
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