Claire has a crush on a little boy from her art class. A little boy from her art class has a crush on Claire.
The feelings are mutual.
The feelings are powerful.
The feelings are interesting to watch as someone on the outside of their circle.
Claire has had “boyfriends” before, ones that she’s pretended to “marry,” but nothing like this.
This is different.
The bond they have is undeniable. It’s palpable.
It’s intriguing to watch. It’s a glimpse at love and attraction in its purest form. They are coming at this from a place of such innocence and purity. The ulterior motives, tangled webs, and overthought that comes with being closer to an adult than a child hasn’t tainted these feelings.
Not that it always does, but it can…and that makes things confusing.
This is an amazing thing, and I’m so glad she’s getting the chance to experience it.
“Momma, I love you…” she said the other day. “…but I like him better.”
I told her that was okay. And, it is.
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