The boy appears at the end of the driveway.
She laughs and races toward him,
then past him
along the street.
Another laugh.
Her hair flowing behind her. Shining under the streetlamp.
He hurries to catch her.
And they disappear.
***
Jim Mitchem
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. @jmitchem on twitter. First novel, Minor King, out now.
