Steve Bob

slits in the blinds of a guestroom leaking morning through skinny orange white cat follows an old man in his underwear down the hall to the bathroom and back to his bed she meows, stands on his chest rubs her nose on his head purrs licks his whiskers --part of the hospitality package echoes down the hall cries his almost two year old granddaughter not letting her mommy sleep so excited last night to see her grandpa ran straight into his arms giggling rattles down the hall his soon to be son in law in Kevlar and other prison gear (garage door opens and closes) puts "bob" at the end of his daughter's dad's name thinks he's cute kid knows whiskey, barbecue, and football they get along just fine buying a turkey for his ex today might help her cook it too just like last year get to see his two little dogs who will bark and whine and jump all over the place the divorce made their two humans pretty good friends but he misses them he'll stay all week be sad to leave little angel peeks into his bedroom enters the doorway she giggles it isn't going to be a happy Thanksgiving it already is