Tentacles like arms reach for a last touch of sky. Forest fires burn differently depending on the environment. Some fires lick the bark off of trees but leave them alive to grow new skin. Others, like this one, scorch, leaving a graveyard full of Goliath skeletons. Three Fingered Jack, Pacific Crest Trail, July 2017. Forest […]
“Mom!? Jimmy told me I’ve got bad case of the glimmer! Feel my forehead. Jimmy said I needed to get a shot!”
Mom plays along, feels Lucy’s forehead. “Yes, I am afraid so. Looks like you’ve got the glimmer.
“Oh no! What’s the glimmer gonna do? I don’t feel bad. I don’t want to get a shot,” A tear trickles down Lucy’s cheek.
“Don’t worry. I can fix the glimmer. No shot.”
“All you have to do is go and wash up for dinner. Then, you must remain totally silent for the rest of the evening. If you say one more word between now and bedtime, you’ll still be sick tomorrow and we might have to think about taking you to the doctor for a shot.”
A look of worry and hope twisted Lucy’s face as she nodded.
Tomorrow Mom called Jimmy’s mom, telling her thanks.
Jimmy’s mom didn’t understand until Jimmy ran up and told her that Lucy’s big brother, who knows everything, said that it looked like Jimmy had a bad case of hubbub.