““What are you two in here doing?” I ask, seeing Pandora and our daughter, Lavender, playing. “I’m teaching her how to throw a punch,” Pandora says, holding up her hand for Lav to hit. “Hey, I’m the fighter in this family. I should be the one doing it.” I lean on the doorframe and cross my arms. The sight of the two of them together completes a piece of a puzzle. “Nah. I want her to be good at it.” Pandora winks at me, and I growl, getting on the floor with the two of them and lying on my back while Lavender crawls on me.””
