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At dinner, Uncle Rafi asked Luca, “So what are you, exactly?” over the mashed potatoes.

They stood in silence for a while. Then Luca pulled out a small notebook and a purple pen. They sketched the lighthouse, but instead of a traditional beam, they drew a cascade of rainbow light fanning out across the dark water. big dick shemalegals

She almost smiled. Almost. “Can you teach me? Slowly? Like, one thing a week?” At dinner, Uncle Rafi asked Luca, “So what

He thought about the lighthouse. About how light doesn’t ask permission to shine. About how some beacons are built for ships, and some are built for sons coming home. Uncle Rafi asked Luca