Ten.Two Thousand, One Hundred & Nine
Wednesday whites.
He asks for blueberry muffins. Insists that I have enough time to make them. I line the muffin tin and begin.
Reclaiming my time.
They bring out a mariachi band as a surprise.
Sandwiches and truthtelling and laughter.
Research and development.
Always waiting.
I listen to her talk about the flowers, and how she wants to hug the bees, and how the rock is a good place for eating a snack.
Watching the last few minutes of football practice while sitting in an air-conditioned car.
Not in a hurry, but ready.
