“It will all be fine sweetie,” Rachel crooned pinching Emily’s cheek.
Emily watched as her boyfriend-turned-mother exited the room they were in and headed towards the car containing Emily’s dad: Rachel’s husband.
Exiting through the garage with Emily hot on her heals Rachel stopped to rummage through a box, an organization based habit she’d developed though years of house keeping.
“What are you looking for mo-Rick?” Emily inquired.
“We’ll darling,” Rachel responded procuring a colorful flag from the box, “ I’ve been thinking of adding these flags to the car!”
Rachel waved the flag in her hand around twirling it, “I really think it will be a nice addition to our little family vehicle, what do you th-“
Rachel looked away from her flag to see Emily pointing the camera at her. Before Rachel could say any more Emily opened the shutters, bathing the flag wielding mother in light and producing a photo of…