“You’re Martin, I’m Chris.” He tells his brother in no uncertain terms. Two single-minded boys stride off into the distance to unearth creatures together, leaping into danger, camping out in the living room so they can ‘get their energy back’.
Of course, it isn’t always blissful teamwork. They frustrate each other with the sophistication of bank bandits at times, knowing the exact button to press to elicit rage or an acute sense of injustice.
I take a deep breath when I witness their adventures. More and more I’m realising that these are the moments to cherish, memorise, savour. They straddle two worlds together, weaving strands of imagination with the deftness of Van Gogh.
I let the smile bubble up and wash over me. They are teaching me with their matching steps, their earnest focus and dogged determination. I sit back and soak it in.
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