They stared drowsily at each other, warming their hands on steaming cups of coffee.
Maddie smiled. “Did you see the sun this morning?”
“No. I missed it. Was it amazing?” John winked at his wife, chuckling. Everything was ‘amazing’ to Maddie. He loved that about her.
“You know what I mean…”
John knew. It was their first morning in Canada. Expats now. Two of the lucky ones who made it out before the military closed the borders. He noticed a tear rolling down Maddie’s cheek.
“You alright baby?”
“I’m fine, John. We’re gonna be okay. The sun rises here too.”
100 Words for Friday Fictioneers. Photo above by © Dale Rogerson