Slipping Away

SERAFINA

Zara smiled at us briefly, then turned her attention back towards Dante. Rosa was already setting the table, moving quietly, but her eyes lifted to me for just a second.

Dante was still talking. Still laughing, completely happy and at ease with everything.

“Mom, sit here,” he said, pulling a chair next to him.

I did, and immediately, he leaned into me as if nothing had changed. Like I wa