It was nothing special — a power cut, actually. No screens, no plans. Your family ended up around candles, playing a daft card game, laughing at your dad's terrible attempts to cheat. For a couple of hours, everyone was just... there. Properly there. No one rushing off. You felt a warmth you don't usually notice. Then the power came back, and everyone drifted to their screens and rooms, and the moment dissolved. Later, in bed, you found yourself wishing it had lasted — and wondering why those couple of hours felt rarer and better than almost anything you do on a normal night.