My Mind Wasn’t So Sure

VIVIENNE

"You need to pack it tightly, like this," Vince explained to his twin.

He was crouched down, showing Vera how to shape the sand. He pressed the wet sand into a small bucket before flipping it over. Vera’s eyes widened as she nodded and watched carefully, eager to learn.

"Like this?" she asked, mimicking his actions, but her castle didn't hold its shape as well as Vince's. She frowned a little but kept trying.

I sat in the cabana, not far from the beach, watching my children make sandcastles together. After our mini sandcastle competition, Vera asked her brother to teach her how to make better sandcastles and Vince was more than willing to do so. So, Ezekiel and I decided to step back and let them play even more.

The sun was starting to dip in the sky, casting a soft, golden glow over everything. It was one of those peaceful moments I wished could last forever.

Vince smiled slightly, showing his softer side that he rarely let out. "Close. Try adding more water to the sand. It