Thursday, August 13, 2015

Hats On

     "Look, he's just looking at us over there."
     I turned my head where she had pointed, and I nodded.
     He was still staring, with heavy eyes, as we passed his gate.
     Mom and I walked a while longer.
     The molten sunlight ran over our chins, which our broad-rimmed hats did not cover.
     Even the dogs stayed quiet in this heat.

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