I’m telling ya…

Sometimes you gotta check in on the quiet ones.  The ones who read books still their legs turn to prickles.  Or who fiddle with 500 piece jigsaw puzzles…for fun.

Because you never know when they’re gonna shimmy noiselessly up the door jamb in a skirt.  And then holler like the house is on fire…”Mom, come quick!  I want to show you something.”

Only to add. “How do I get down?”

The whole scene takes ten seconds.

Maybe three breaths.

It’s just…

it’s just the repercussions of a five-year old witness that might last a little longer.