Piper Perri Fall Down Dad -

“Can we rebuild the tower? But this time… can we build it on the floor so it doesn’t have so far to fall?”

A tiny, wet giggle escaped Piper’s throat. It was a sound like a bubble popping. Then another. And another. piper perri fall down dad

David Perri had thrown himself off the sofa. “Can we rebuild the tower

He finally relented, pulling her into a hug. They lay there together on the floor, surrounded by scattered blocks and the fallen Hot Wheels car. Piper’s head rested on his chest, rising and falling with his breath. Then another

“Dad, you’re so silly,” she sniffled, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.

Piper sat in the ruins of her civilization. Her lower lip began to tremble. Her big brown eyes welled up with genuine, world-ending tears. This was not a simple fall. This was a betrayal by physics, by her own feet, by that stupid Hot Wheels car. The wail was coming—the kind of wail that rattles windows and summons mothers from three rooms away.