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The Little Things
It's the little things that make life worthwhile.
Greg sits on the steps up to the deck one sunny morning, his son only recently returned from Homeworld. Steven dozes, leaning against his arm, and he quietly tunes his guitar and takes in the warm sun.
These moments are his favourite - for a while, he was afraid he'd never have them again; that his son would be lost forever on Homeworld.
But it's okay. They made it. He's not going anywhere. He's safe.
Greg looks up at the fluffy white clouds and smiles.
It's the little things that make life wonderful.