I watched her now, in a long-sleeve onesie with sewn feet and her black hair shooting off in all directions. She cooed as she played and when she turned toward me I swear her eyes widened into saucers and were all shot through with light. Jenna went gheew and parted her lips into a smile. She reached up a hand and I put my palm against the screen.
I saw light through the double-hung windows in the living room and could make out the music from the kitchen more clearly now. I heard the sound of acoustic strumming and the clank of cans as Mrs. Farmer put up food in the pantry. I could hear the chatter of children playing in a neighboring yard and the faraway rumble of a truck on the highway.
I said, “Good-bye, Sweetgirl.”
About the Author
TRAVIS MULHAUSER is from Petoskey, Michigan. He currently lives in Durham, North Carolina, with his wife and two children.
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