Sandcastle Competition

VIVIENNE

The sun was warm, and the breeze was soft as we all gathered on the beach. It was time for our sandcastle competition, and I was feeling pretty confident. I glanced at Ezekiel, who was smiling at me.

"Alright, rock, paper, scissors to see who picks first," I said, holding my hand out.

"Deal," Ezekiel replied. Playfulness was evident in his green eyes.

We counted down, "One, two, three!"

I threw out paper, and he went with rock. I couldn’t help but grin as I looked at him.

"Looks like I win," I said.

Vera giggled beside me, while Vince stayed quiet, giving Ezekiel a small look. Ezekiel shrugged, not too bothered by it.

"Okay, who are you picking?" Ezekiel asked, looking at me.

I glanced between Vera and Vince. Vera was practically jumping up and down, hoping I would pick her. Then I looked at Vince. He was calm, as always, but I could tell Ezekiel was still trying to bond with him.

They needed this.

So, I made my choice.

"I’ll pick Vera," I said, smiling at her.

"Yay! Mom