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"
That
’
s
where
I
’
ll
be
,
come
shift
.
"
I
went
on
without
reminding
him
that
’
s
where
he
’
d
been
.
I
walked
quietly
up
my
back
steps
and
switched
on
the
kitchen
light
.
My
note
was
on
the
table
a
little
left
of
center
.
I
’
d
swear
I
left
it
right
in
the
middle
.
I
put
the
coffee
on
and
sat
waiting
for
it
to
perk
,
and
it
had
just
begun
to
bounce
when
Mary
came
down
.
My
darling
looks
like
a
little
girl
when
she
awakens
.
You
couldn
’
t
think
she
is
the
mother
of
two
big
brats
.
And
her
skin
has
a
lovely
smell
,
like
new
-
cut
grass
,
the
most
cozy
and
comforting
odor
I
know
.
"
What
are
you
doing
up
so
early
?
"
"
Well
may
you
ask
.
Please
to
know
I
have
been
up
most
of
the
night
.
Regard
my
galoshes
there
by
the
door
.
Feel
them
for
wetness
.
"
"
Where
did
you
go
?
"
"
Down
by
the
sea
there
is
a
little
cave
,
my
rumpled
duck
.
I
crawled
inside
and
I
studied
the
night
.
"
"
Now
wait
.
"
"
And
I
saw
a
star
come
out
of
the
sea
,
and
since
it
had
no
owner
I
took
it
for
our
star
.
I
tamed
it
and
turned
it
back
to
fatten
.
"
