Chapter 11

“Don’t forget, Dad,” she said. “Kiss or hold hands, or something.”

“I won’t forget,” he promised.

Sofia nodded, satisfied with his answer, and set about opening her book to draw.

Kids, Luke thought, raising his eyes skyward.

* * * *

Thankfully there were fish in the pond, plus a couple squirrels to keep Sofia busy for a few minutes. She noted them down along with their location, and also did quick sketches. Luke watched over her shoulder, impressed at her skill.

“You do any art classes?” he asked.

Sofia nodded, concentrating on her sketch. “Mom sends me to afterschool class.”

“Huh.” Luke made a face. He hadn’t known that. “Shall we get you some paints and stuff you can keep at my place?”

She looked up at him with a happy grin. “Yes, please.”

“Okay, I’ll get them tomorrow while you’re at school.”

“Can’t I come with you?” she asked. “What if you get all the wrong stuff?”

Luke sighed inwardly. “Fine, we’ll go after I pick you up from school.”