Stars were so pretty; twinkly and shiny, I wanted to make one my friend.

My hand reached out, grabbing towards the shiniest one, but my hand only met with the screen of Joel's Ipad. Lower lip trembling, I turned to the older man; he was watching me with a look that was halted somewhere between bemusement and undisguised humour.

"No lettie Asa get staws, Daddy."

"No." Joel gave a slight smile. "Them being inside the screen kind of does that, buddy."

I was lying on my tummy on the floor. My paci dangled from my teeth, the air bubble in the nib burst and useless from how much I had...