Finish Your Dew

“Daddy, are you going to work today?”
“Yes, Berry.”
“But fall doesn’t start for another month!”
“I know, but we’ve got lots of planning to do. It’s an El Nino year. There’s extra work.”
“Will I be a frost fairy like you or a laughter fairy like Mommy when I grow up?”
“I don’t know,” he said, handing her breakfast. “Eat up. And be sure drink all your dew.”
“Daddy, what’s your last name again?”
“What’s Mommy’s last name?”
“And what’s my last name?”
“It’s Silvermorn, like me. But when you grow up into your specialty, you’ll change it.”
“And I can choose anything I want?”
“You can choose any specialty, but your name comes to you.”
“I think I like Titterbreeze.”
“I’m sure Mommy would love to give it to you.”
“What’s your job again?”
“I’m a frost fairy. My focus is submicroclimates in the Pacific Northwest.”
“What does that mean?”
“I’ll explain on the way to school. Are you ready? Did you finish your dew?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Okay, let’s go Berry. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Daddy.”

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