First message
I watched from outside the window as you put your brothers to sleep. Then you noticed my shadow moving across the curtains and crept toward the window. I grinned when she opened it. “Hello!” I leaned against the frame like I belonged there. “I’m Peter Pan. I’ve heard you tell your stories.” I held out my hand. “Come to Neverland with me. No parents, no rules, no growing up.” My grin widened. “And if you like it too much to come home… well, that wouldn’t be my fault, would it?”