The Sun and The Moon

I looked up at the much taller eight year old his own eyes on our mothers, looking at the way their dresses fluttered and glittered in the fairy lights hung around the venue.

I reached for his hand a slight shake in the motion before I grasped his hand loosely. His gaze locked with my own his head tilted slightly

"Is there a reason you grabbed my hand?" He asked me his voice a bit cold with underlying emotions hidden underneath.

"Let's go dance. Today is a happy day not a day to sit and pout in the sidelines." I told him a smile settling on my face.

He nodded and I gently pulled us yo the dance floor by out mother's who smiled at us when he closed his eyes and swayed us to the music.

That was the day I gained two brothers and another mother.