Tomorrow's Vig

Silence

Origami of a teddy bear sitting in the back corner with a closet doors light crack shining on it.

Caitriona sprang onto the bed and eagerly watched the clock. 8:56am. Around the room: clothes away, toys stored, bed made. Check. Check. Check. She nibbled her lip. Four minutes to go. The hallway loudspeaker squelched and popped. An old woman’s voice squawked, “Today’s outdoor playtime for D wing is cancelled due to rain storms. All […]