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"Jason, what the hell did you do?" "Piper, language. The kids are present." "Why is there a cyclone above our house?" "... would you believe me if I said we were playing catch?" "I cannot believe you taught Jackson how to control the weather. He's only nine." "In my defense, it was Angela's idea." "She's three!" - taken by Thomas, eight, who was actually the mastermind of it all
Grace was the leader- the sun and the sand and the smile that bound them together. She was a driving force and gentle wave. Her laugh was the salty ocean air and her eyes were green like the sea. She was belief and yearning and hope.
Jackson was the right-hand man- the muscle and the music to which they marched onward and upward. Without him, there was no rhythm or rhyme, no cadence or time. For him, laughter came easy, but smiles came harder. He was strength and sacrifice and loyalty.
Esperanza was the brain- the flawless body with a mind to match. She’d rather spark than light and fight than fly. Her whole being existed around the philosophy of act first, think later. She was intelligence and spontaneity and regret.
Sammy was the heart- the one who’s soft for the sake of all the hard hearts in the world. He was tentative, gentle, and touched everything like a flower petal that could break under the weight of his feather-like fingertips. The earth exploded for him and lit up for his wonder and amazement. He was care and hesitance and kindness.
The oldest four children of the Seven went on a quest together when they were 17. It was a road trip and they grew closer than ever.
Jackson may have been Grace's boyfriend, her partner, her childhood pal, her soulmate, and anything else under the sun, but most importantly, he was her best friend.
"No, I love you more." "No, I love you more." "No, I love you more." "We get it! You love each other! We've been here for half an hour! Let's go!" -Esperanza being absolutely fed-up with the new power couple that is Grace and Jackson
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Jackson: That’s good. Do you like him?
Claire: Are you mad? Look how cute he is - of course I do! He's called Oscar.
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We have a new dog. Molly likes him.
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Claire: You awake? x
