Small post today, as I am in the midst of invitation insanity. Also, I am killing time until Southwest allows me to check in for my flight.
So, here it goes: Small post.
There is a new family that moved in next to us. The small child has two settings – tantrum and high-pitch shrill. It reminded me of something I thought about when another child in the area was doing her screaming session.
The way these kids scream puts the vision in my head or a child, covered in blood, toddling out their front doors, looking for their parents.
Horrible, yes, but one of these days it will happen.