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 Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2018 10:42 am
 So, it had happened. So it was done. He stood defiant. So it was. Why shouldn't it be? It was done.
He would be a better father, he thought, than that before him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2018 10:49 am
A caiman, lurking in the waters nearby, opened its mouth in a wry, toothy grin.
Bold, brazen and honest. Teeth bared. I like it. Let them be as sincere, and just as defiant.
It nipped playfully at the fluff of his tail with the very edge of its snout, before swimming away.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2018 10:55 am
The snap of teeth at his tail turned him around: a caiman, slinking through the waters away. A good omen, possibly, or bad. He did not believe in omens. He needed no signs. He needed no help.
He stood at the bank alone, unmoved. It was done. So be it. He stood defiant, a monument.
A marker on the shore to lead his children home.
(Somehow) End
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