It is yesterday, and he’s swimming in the river. He bobs in and out of the water, laughing, splashing his brother. Sometimes he climbs out and swings back in from the rope. I watch from the window, smiling, making dinner. Sometimes I duck into the pantry and come back with something I need.
It is yesterday and my boy is swimming in the river. He’s just swimming in the river, and I’m just watching from the kitchen.
It is yesterday, and tomorrow, everything will be fine.
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