"You remember when we used to do that?"

It felt like he had been her big brother forever, but she still remembered feeling stupid, times that he seemed so avoidant of all their practices that she loved so much - traditions that made her feel content and comfortable, wanted and safe.

She had to admit "no," but it didn't matter if she could barely recall it.
What mattered was that that bond had come back, and maybe things were okay.
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I need to write more than bits and pieces again.