Friday, December 16, 2016

Hope

I found him in the backyard, shining a flashlight up into the night.  

“Hey, buddy,” I said, trying not to let him see my recent panic.  “Whatcha doin’?”

He clicked the light, on-off, on-off.  “Talking to the aliens.”

“The what now?”

“The aliens, Daddy.  I’m asking them to come down and help.”

“Ah,” I said.  “But what if they’re evil aliens who want to conquer Earth?”

“I’m telling them we’re nice.”

“Okay.  I think you’ve done enough tonight.  Come inside now.”  I couldn’t keep from glancing back up at the sky as we went.  The stars were twinkling, on-off, on-off.

1 comment:

Loren Eaton said...

Great slice-of-life piece, especially if you have kids. And dat last line.