The sun had made everything seem slow and unmoving, the bee’s nest of hair her mother had on top of her head blocked out most of the sun from her vision. when she asked if he was there yet her mother picked her from her arms and swung her onto the fence and set her down with her legs buckled under so she would be eye level with her mother, she held her daughters face in her hands and smiled as she pecked her daughters nose, “He‘ll be here, I promise, Sadie. You need to be patient.” her mother brushed away some of the hair from her face and stuffed it back into the cocoon.
Sadie loved her mother, the way she would bump h