Right now, Cami is upstairs in her loft bed, leaning against her purple propping pillow, reading.
She's reading Lassie Come Home. (Her choice.) When I checked on her just now, she had those I'm-going-to-cry-at-any-second eyes. I asked her if she was okay.
Cami: I'm fine. You know what? Joe's dad sold their dog.
Cami: But it'll be okay. Lassie will make it home eventually.
Cami: At least, she did in the movie.
Me: Cami, you know your daddy and I would never sell our dog.
Cami: I know.
Me: It was sad that Joe's dad sold their dog, huh?
She covered her head with the open book. Then she looked at me with tears finally brimming over.
Cami: Especially because Lassie always waited for him.
She went back to reading.