Kid A

By admin | July 7, 2005 | Comments Off on Kid A

I trudge up four flights of stairs in my new business casual slacks. I knock on the door, and drop to one knee. Ethan answers, smiling tiny ear to tiny ear. I reach out my arms and say, “Can I have a hug?” He pauses shyly, the dashes into my arms. Later, he is seated…

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