Dust, obviously.
Afterward, I waited in the hallway with the other parents.
Glitter everywhere, tiny shoes tapping on tile.
When Lily saw me, she ran full speed, tutu bouncing, bun slightly crooked.
“You came!” she shouted, like it had ever been uncertain.
She hit my chest so hard it nearly knocked the air out of me.
“I told you,” I said, my voice shaking.
“I looked and looked,” she whispered into my shirt.
“I thought maybe you got stuck in the garbage.”
I laughed, though it came out more like a choke.
“They’d need an army,” I told her. “Nothing’s keeping me from your show.”
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