The sun warms the morning breeze from a great blue sky. In the prairie, his wife and children play in the wildflowers. The dog dozes at the end of the porch. The ice in his sweet tea tinkles as it slides around the dewy glass. The house behind him is solid and comforting.
A smile graces his face. He closes his eyes. Finally, he thinks. Finally.
Paddy Dobson
16th March 2022