This morning she said she needed to bring her guitar.
"Use the bag," I said.
We only have one guitar bag, and I usually use it to cover David.
"David's inside. I'll just carry Jasmine."
"Get David out. Or... Just bring David."
"Really? I can bring David?"
Her eyes was shining bright, she looked so happy to be allowed to.
"Don't leave him at school.."
"No I won't. I promise! I will never leave David at school!"
I love David much. I take care of him as how any musician takes care of their instrument. I do my best to protect him from scratch, bump, water, humidity. I have protected him from my worries of all those harms by not letting Ibit bring him to school. Not because I don't trust Ibit. But because I don't know how her friends would treat him, they might not understand the bond I and David have.
Ibit understands this. And she was okay with that.
But I love Ibit more. It felt so good, so great, to see her all cheered up.