Home & Garden
Daniel was sitting on the rug with a set of wooden blocks, building something with great concentration.
He looked up when I walked in.
Mark’s eyes.
Mark’s exact eyes — the particular shade of grey-green, the slight downward tilt at the outer corners.
It hit me somewhere behind the sternum.
Roommates & Shares
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi,” I said.
“I’m Sarah.”
“I’m Daniel.” He held up the structure he’d been building.
“This is a rocket.”
“It’s a very good rocket.”
Autos & Vehicles
He considered this seriously.
“It needs more on top,” he said, and went back to work.
Diane caught my eye from the doorway.
She had seen my face when I first looked at him.
She gave me a small, careful nod.
We sat in the kitchen while Daniel built his rocket and periodically reported on its progress through the doorway.
