"Mama," Indio said with great patience as he put down his bread and jam, "didn't you hear me? There's a monster in the garden." He was kneeling on his chair and now he leaned forward over the table to emphasize his words, a lock of his dark, curly hair falling into his right, blue, eye. Daffodil, a very young and very silly red Italian greyhound with a white blaze on her chest, was already happily twisting her slim body in a circle in order to lick the sticky patch on her back. "Indio," Lily said with only a tiny bit of exasperation, "must you wipe your jammy fingers on Daffodil? I can't think she likes it." So truly it wasn't Lily's fault that she did not pay heed to her son's announcement at luncheon that there was a monster in the garden. And, of course, the infamous controversy of Why Dogs Bark But Cats Do Not. The deep and insightful discussion over where sugared plums came from and the subsequent lecture on why little boys were not allowed to break their fast with them every day. There was the debate on whether fish wore clothes. His clothes were chain mail and boiled leather, his thoughts were strategy and conflict, and at night he dreamed of the screams of his enemies and in his sleep he smiled…Īs the mother of a seven-year-old boy, Lily Stump was used to odd topics of conversation. Now once there was a king who lived to wage war.
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