𝓝𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝓝𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓼

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 6 {𝓣𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓜𝓮 𝓦𝓱𝔂}🌿

Ain't nothing but a heart ache...

𝓨/𝓷 𝓟𝓞𝓥

"And it was awesome! Then I was flying down and this hill!" The little boy basically bounces off his bedroom walls, excitedly reciting his adventures today "And it was like whoosh whoosh whoosh - cars!" His little, blond sister giggles along, watching him push his toy through the air "- and then the sled hit this- this thing and it was like way up in the air and then bam! The sofa hit me-."

I follow along beside Jack as he flips himself upside down to look through the window where the kids snicker together. It's been a good few decades since an incident like today has happened to either of us. The feeling of a living, breathing, human walking through you is dreadful, and I know it's shaken Jack. He tells me on nights like these where the moon shines down on us about how much he just wants to be acknowledged, be heard, just simply be seen by a little believer.

We both know that we both yearn for this. Always chatting about how we dream to be that special memory and excitement to a child, to bring them joy and happiness. I tell Jack all the time about how I want to experience sharing a special, lighthearted moment with a child, even if it's just once. I want to run with them on the softest grass, fiddle with bright and pretty flowers and I want to dash through the trees, climbing and hiding between the lush green leaves. I want to experience their laughter and squeals as the cool, nippy water from a small stream splashes against their ankles while we dash around, chasing the soaring birds. I want it so much, but again just like how Jack knows, it's just out of reach. We can't break that glass barrier that stands between us and anyone who has even the slightest wonder of us. It hurts, it stings, and I would do anything to help Jack and I get even just a little closer to having a shot at being seen. Anything, I'm so desperate.

"Wow..." the giggle girl gasps at the story with messy hair hanging over her bright green eyes. She's so full of excitement and giddy hope.

"And- and see? My tooth came out!" The little boy points to his happy smile bouncing around on the ruffled blankets on his bed. They look like such a happy little family, small but tight knit. They must feel so warm on the inside when they see each other, surrounded with their people and love.

"Alright you, tooth under your pillow?" The kid's mom enters the room ready to tuck the boy into his bed, although he clearly has other plans.

"Yeah. I'm ready." With a test click on his flashlight which brightens the now dark room.

"Now don't stay up trying to see her, Jamie, or she won't come." I know their mom is trying to settle her kids to sleep, but seeing their excitement is so wonderful. I wonder if the Tooth Fairy knows how special she is to so many children just like these two. Jack and I'd love to know how it feels, even for just a little while.

"But I can do it this time! You wanna help me, Soph?" The little boy winds himself and sister back up "We can hide and see the Tooth Fairy!"

"Hide hide hide hide hide!" The little blondie exclaims happily with her brother before he is soon ushered under his covers.

"Uh uh! Straight to bed now."

"Mom..." the boy playfully groans while he and his sister receive a kiss goodnight in the coast room with their beloved downs laying down for the night. I think this is what tips Jack over the edge as he pushes himself up and away from the window, heartbrokenly eyeing the moon.

"If there's something I'm doing wrong, could you just tell me what it is?" His voice utters out in a broken and exhausted tone which pulls at my composure, a threatening squeeze in my throat trying to release tears. His hood casts tired shadows over his pulling eyebrows. "Because I've tried... everything!" Jack continues to strive to make sense of our situation tightly clutching his staff with stiff shoulders and strained words. I slowly approach him from behind, standing still beside him as we stare up at who we plead an answer from.