Eli yelped. Sienna jumped in to separate the siblings, while Elias laughed so hard the nearly doubled over. This was a family picture he would be framing and showing everyone.
Sienna spent ten minutes convincing the cubs to forgive each other, and then they were off to get he picture printed. Elias made ten copies of the same picture that showed everything: his kiss, Sienna's startled blush, Ali's mid-punch, and Eli mid-yelp. It was chaotic, imperfect, and utterly theirs.
Sienna held one copy in her hands, staring at it, and for the first time since hurricane Owens, she felt a strange, fragile hope. Perhaps the fever had burned away most of her doubts, leaving only the raw truth of her reality.
