Night

The water in sinks drips. 

Drip.

Drip. 

Drip. 

"Load the fire! We don't want to be cold."

Kiss the dogs.
"Night night."

"Goodnight, Mama.
Goodnight, Dad."

The water in sinks drips. 
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.

Night is upon us.
 

Wyatt_M

VT

17 years old

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