Him with his face pressed up against the glass.
Me framing us up.
Nothing to see here.
Everything to see here.
About last night...
When he woke up this morning...
'Did Mom or Liam tell you about the fox last night?'
'No' I replied 'They're not up yet'.
He now had my full attention.
'Mom saw its tail go by the back door. It was too dark to see it after that, but later we heard a squeal of some sort...like it got something in the neighbor's yard. Probably a rabbit.'
Our yard is fully fenced in.
Could we have a jumper?
Here I am...inviting the wild in.
The beat goes on...
Scoreboard after scoreboard told one story.
Their hearts told another.
