"Sister!" Sera called out, running forward and throwing her arms around Seraphina in a tight hug. She barely reached the height of Seraphina's thighs.
"Woah... I'll fall if you suddenly come at me like that!" Seraphina said, laughing as she tried to balance the plates that wobbled dangerously on both her palms from Sera's sudden impact.
Then her eyes found me standing there. "Rune!" she said, immediately setting the plates down on the table and crouching before me.
Her expression shifted instantly to worry as she lifted the white apron she wore over her otherwise full black church outfit. She reached out and gently rubbed my cheek with the fabric, trying to clean the dirt off.
"What happened to you?" she asked softly, brushing the dirt off my face.
My twelve-year-old self couldn't help but grin wide. "I led my team to victory!" I said, my eyes gleaming with pride at the memory of our football game.
