Eidolic
The next week, Matthew shyly offers Alfred an almond cookie and a sapphire geode that sparkles under the flashlight, throwing glints of blue around the darkened room.
Alfred is delighted, barely remembering to be quiet as not to wake his parents, hugging the other boy's half-corporeal body as hard as he possibly can.
Francis murmurs, "One day he will grow up, you know."
"I know," Arthur whispers, his heart sinking. "I know."
"What will you do if he chooses not to believe?"
There is no malice in his words, only concern, and Arthur mumbles, "I'll watch over him."
Francis nods.
Posted: June 26, 2016
Word Count: 100