A Need So Beautiful

I have to live if I want to be remembered.

You’ll make a sucky father someday,” I tell him with a smile. “I feel sorry for the kid that doesn’t get to burst into light to get out of your house.” He chokes out a laugh. “Is it my sarcasm?” “Definitely. And that obnoxious accent.

I'm out, surrounded in dark. But in the distance there is a small glow, a tiny light. Suddenly I'm standing alone, the space starting to brighten as the light grows.

Have you seen my daughter?” “Daughter?” I’m the worst liar ever. I stare at Sarah’s tall, imposing father and try to smile. “She’s getting us a table?” He narrows his gray eyes, and then tightens his mouth. “Is that a question or a statement?” “Statement?” I’m so blowing this. He exhales and nods. “Well, then. I guess I’ll see you in the banquet room.” Harlin grins as Sarah’s father walks away. “You are so subtle, Charlotte. Are you a ninja?” “Shut up.” “I’m sure he didn’t find that at all suspicious.” “Harlin!” He laughs and kisses the top of my head. “I’ll stop,” he says. “But where is Sarah? You might want to find her before we sit down for chicken with that man. What will you say if he asks you to pass the mashed potatoes? Mashed potatoes?” Harlin finishes, imitating my voice.

Jeremy takes the money and heads toward the back bedroom to get dressed. “Chinese? I’ll come with,” Henry calls, but then pauses to look at us, one eyebrow raised. Harlin laughs and puts his arm around me. “Don’t even say it,” he warns. “You’ll embarrass her.” But he always says it. “Charlotte,” Henry begins in a mock parental tone, “when two people love each other, they may have certain urges. Protection is an important—” “Oh my God!” I cover my ears and laugh. I wait until his lips have stopped moving before I drop my arms.