Humming with each stride of the knee, her breathing increases speed. I smell her sweet softness as she nears. And, when the vibration of her chubby hands slapping the floor reverberates beneath my paw, my eyes snap open and I spring to my feet.
There wasn’t much talking while we enjoyed our dinner. Our mouths were too busy to be trifled with much chit chat.
Numerous patches of seeming brooks and small streams surround you, all heading the same direction, all eventually gathered together to add to the tumultuous site of Niagara.
After 15 hours driving from South Dakota, switching driver seats half-way, we’d finally made it to the windy city … the very windy. I was all-too grateful that we brought our thickest winter jackets.
Nearing Mt. Rushmore, we didn’t even have to get to the park before we could see the monument very clearly. I actually enjoyed seeing it at the various angels along the road, rarely shown in history books.
My stomach does a flip while fears are replaced with anxious nerves. I didn’t expect to see him again so soon. Maybe he’s hunting in my territory. But why? That’s not something he’s supposed to make a habit of. Or, maybe he’s just passing through…
Looking into the bottom of my mug, remnants of a couple grounds mixed with a residue of cream, pull my attention from the computer screen. Having permeated the inner walls, the scent of coffee wafts to my nose, despite the now-empty container.
I would’ve known Gladys was talking to her mom just by listening to the tone of her voice. It always drops a couple octaves – an actual level that won’t make my ears bleed. It’s almost pleasant somehow, listening to Gladys be unhappy and blatantly sarcastic.
Angie grimaced, sliding her feet back into their confinements… A sharp pinch bit her right pinky toe, creating a wavering in Angie’s step.
While some just need that jolt of caffeine first thing in the morning, others crave tantalizing tastes to wake up our taste buds and warm us through.