Beautiful write in my opinion. Poignant with just a hint of inscrutable creepiness. The imagery of the small female figures in the dark, all dressed alike weirds me out a bit (but so do some Scooby-Doo episodes, so ya know ...).

I don’t understand it. However, I have always agreed with what William Hurt said in “The Big Chill“ - “Sometimes you have to let art...flow...over you.”

/bow

You mean you didn’t lay your coat down over the puddle to let the little ones cross? Shame. Still, it’s a beautiful vignette.

Oh that whole image is so clear...lovely.

I think it’s criminal that she didn’t let the little girl jump in the puddle.

I figured out early on, that if I listened to my grandmother, I would have no stories to tell my children.