sunken heart

Yesterday, I was on my way to pick up my girlfriend Akiko at the bus station. She’d just flown in from New York City to help me out with Calvin during a long weekend while Michael is away. I got stopped in traffic behind a school bus. Through the glare of the back window I could see a couple of little boys making mischief, bouncing around from seat to seat. One of them, the smaller and cuter of the two boys, looked down at me through my windsheild, smiled and waved. I smiled back warmly while returning his gesture. And then, thinking of Calvin and all that he is and all that he isn't and all that he will never be ... my heart sunk.

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