A Little Sudden Sadness

North Hypothetical is situated off the ground. One story up. Above the reality of some other people.

This morning two little girls were getting dropped off to spend their 50% time with their dad, a citizen of the downstairs realm. The Queen likes these girls. They come up and touch the Queens things and worry the Queens dogs. They eat an apple or watch a movie and ask questions the Queen never thought of.

Maggie who is three now has the most amazing blue eyes. When the Queen has had too serious of a day or forgotten something with no name Maggie's little eyes makes the Queen feel better.

This morning the Queen woke up to sharp dagger words from the mom thrown at the dad. And the dad said something back that was not, "Let's talk about this later." And so the mom said more dissatisfaction with the word 'asshole' tucked in there. And the dad said something back that was not, "Let's talk about this later". And Maggie started to cry. She cried loud.

Maggie, as usual was right.

The Queen was not awake and yet was suddenly dressed and out the door. The Queen went to the front yard and picked up the children's things that had gotten thrown around. The dad is on crutches and can not maneuver so well. He had Maggie in his arms. The mother drove away because sometimes when you realize someone else is there unwise behavior becomes embarrassing.

The Queen put the children's things in the hallway. The dad and Maggie came in, the older sister was in her room touching her things and the dad said, "We are going to get a Christmas tree today."

***** The Queen may have failed at minding her own business. She came upstairs and sat on the couch and thought about summer when the girls played in their swimming pool and all the happy sounds came up. The Queen fixed herself some coffee. And then wrote this and wondered, "Why am I writing in the third person?"