Riverbed
The water was cold and moving swiftly. I could hear Ava asking her dad whether she needed to make India laugh for the photograph, and he smiled at her sweetly, and I could tell she knew what he was saying to her.
They all melted together so perfectly, under the late, warm afternoon sun.India’s feet were covered in speckled black sand, her eyes were full of wonder as she looked around at her family and the riverbed.
