He tried and tried to shake it out of his head, but couldn’t understand why it was not possible. Why couldn’t he get the image out of his head of the kid laughing in just a diaper, mother’s arms stretching out to catch him form behind. The toys he had fiddled with in the basement were on his mind too, if he was being honest with himself.
After thirty minutes to an hour, he began to hear laughter from the living room. James peered around a corner to see Mayra laughing at old re-runs of Blue’s Clues that were playing on Nickelodeon. James slowly found myself fixated on her again, giving him fuzzy feelings in his tummy that combined with the curiosity of seeing the show he used to love so much when he was little.