The Kid Rocks Back and Forth (May 24, 2019)

The kid rocks back and forth as the mother paces the room. He is peaceful; without a care in the world he sits in his chair and plays with the toy suction cupped to his tray. He is still young; he doesn’t know the pain and angst that life brings. He has never paced – well he has never walked either. He just sits and rocks, while unbeknownst to him, his world crashes.
His mother, still pacing, feet burning a path into the carpet, waits for a call. Her husband is not home. It is two hours passed the time he should have arrived. The multitude of messages show the pleading in her voice: “Where are you?” “Are you okay?” “”Please answer.” She cannot stop the many scenarios racing through her mind, each worse than the last. Images of her husband in a ditch, or squished between semi and the median explode like fireworks in her brain – uncontrollable and agonizingly loud. 
But all the while the baby rocks back and forth, dreaming of happiness.

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