There is no explanation for some things.
Or reason.
None.
Days ago I was driving through a little town.
As I pulled up to a stop sign, I was pulling abreast two little children standing in a yard to the left of the road. The oldest child appeared to be about a 9 or 10 years old girl. Something was clicking in my head that there was something wrong with what I was seeing. But I was driving and not focused on the child. Yet. As I came to a complete stop two new children were riding their bikes and approached the girl. One went right up to the girl.
The other child, a little boy, stopped, and immediately jerked himself backwards just as his bike stopped. He managed to get his feet on the ground but barely.
I looked closer.
Then I realized what I was seeing.
Draped across the girl’s shoulders was a snake.
A snake.
A snake that hung down each side of her for two to three feet. The snake had to be 8 to 10 foot long. Or fifty.
I could not make myself draw a snake. So it’s a jump rope.
I thought I was going to throw up.
I did not dawdle.
Nor continue to look.
The girl was smiling. I remember that much. I was leaving.
Days later I am still asking myself….
There are some things I cannot unsee.
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