In the past five days, we've been holding hands with our cousins - for guidance and affection.
There was some virtual hand-holding between the oldest cousins of the group. Walking home from a Sunday brunch, they confided in each other their magical powers, their visions, the enemies lurking in nearby bushes. One would strike with a sword, the other with an outstretched paperclip.
They walked quietly. Thoughtful and steady. (Unlike the gait of their younger siblings.) Their 8-year-old selves are so strong, side by side. Poised to face the world.
Strong - and poised to face the world: great young men. Happy and helpful --- great hands.
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