Tess squealed, chasing Asher and Colin around the backyard of the Hudson-Hummel house. It was a humid summer evening, but not too hot, the evening twilight now completely faded into night. “Look!” she shouted. “A lightning bug!”

Asher turned. “I see it! Look, another one!”

Colin swooped in, trying unsuccessfully to catch one between his hands.

Blaine turned to Kurt, sitting next to him on the porch swing. “Isn’t it weird, how different our childhoods were from our kids’? I used to chase lightning bugs all the time, but they only get to do it for a week or two when we’re in Ohio.”

“They’re city kids,” Kurt said. “They know how to get around on the subway, but they’re surprised to see stars in the sky.”

“It’s kind of sad,” Blaine said.

“It’s not bad, it’s just different,” Kurt said.

“Yeah…” Blaine agreed, but there was a note of wistfulness in his voice that Kurt didn’t miss.