August 22, 2015

“The children hobbled to the front door and banged their fists against it. They hissed like snakes. They asked where the man was. They asked why he had to leave. They asked what they would do without him. They asked if they could go outside. They asked if they might visit the neighbors. They asked if I would play a game with them. They asked if we could burn one of the houses on the other side of the backyard down. They asked if they might chase the neighborhood cats. They asked if I would feed them breakfast and lunch simultaneously. They asked if the windows could break without a hammer. They asked how long until the man came home.”

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