Deep End of The Shadow Pool
By Nicholas May
Copyright Nicholas May 2012
Published by Nicholas May at Smashwords
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I can't say for sure that the boy that swims in the shadows in our street was there before my wife Maria succumbed to cancer, but I certainly never saw him if he was there. Then again, before she died there were a lot of things that were there that I never noticed, or did and just took them for granted. It was three months after my son, Caleb, and I buried her next to my parents that I caught him staring out the picture window of our living room.
I had tucked him in two hours earlier, and voluntarily committed myself to the stack of medical bills waiting for me in my office. I escaped to refill the giant coffee cup that had become my savior in recent weeks, as sleep was becoming near impossible, and saw him looking intently out the window. Normally I would be upset to find him out of bed so late after bed time, and looking back I wish I had just completely overreacted and screamed at him for being out of bed, but the way he was on both knees with his nose pressed against the glass like he would do if he was laughing at a squirrel running around the front yard replaced my anger with curiosity. I wish to God anger had won out. I could have yelled, or spanked him, or something, anything to make him want to never look out that window ever again.