Waiting for Anaïs by the side of a highway.
She was gone almost a week, taking a break from being the middle child and helping her grandmother make zucchini muffins and strawberry jam. No one there to disturb her many daydreaming spells. To simply be a little girl on her own.
As we wait by the highway, parked in an abandoned gas station, I suddenly realize how much he's missed her. Brothers and sisters are a complex system of pushing and pulling, screaming and laughing.
Right now, it's all anticipation.