Friday at three. He’s starting pitcher.
“Very cool. Are you bringing Hunter?”
Like she would leave him with a baby-
sitter. If she’s going, he’s going too.
Her voice totally cools. Of course.
We’re going out to dinner afterward.
You’re welcome to come with us.
Everything clicks completely into
place. Unreal. Maybe we’ll take
you up on that. See you Friday.
Who Knew Burglary
Could be such a piece of cake?
A major dose of the monster
provides plenty of courage.
Trey parks his car well away
from the house, and we hoof
it from there. I could use my
key, but we want this to
look like the real deal, so we go around
back, trying windows as we go.
We’re in luck with the laundry room.
It’s a small window, but I shimmy
through, then unlock the sliding
glass door, just like real burglars
might do. Wait. We’re real burglars,
and getting caught would mean jail.
Getting caught doing any of this
would mean major jail time.
Why worry about it now? Mom
keeps her checks in her desk.