I realized I wanted to hug him too.
He might be a boy, but he wasn’t so bad.
And I finally understood who his mother was.
Kara Reaper.
Aunt Kitty.
The one I never got to meet, but everyone always talked about with quiet sadness.
They said she helped save the world. They never said much more.
But right then, I knew one thing for sure.
She was okay.
And when Grandpa smiled at Damien and said, “Tell your mother we’ll be waiting,” I saw it.
Peace.
The kind that lives in your bones.
And I couldn’t stop smiling.
The End