Midsummer Awakening
Nov 7 · 2 min read

“Mommy!” A little girl hollered from her backyard on a July afternoon. The sun glued her chestnut bangs to her forehead as sweat glistened atop her round, rosy cheeks.
“Yes, honey?” Her mother responded through the screen door.
“Could you turn the sprinklers on?” The little girl asked.
Within seconds, water shot through the tiny black spouts scattered across the lawn. The…

