Friday night I drove down the Escape Road to meet friends at a bar in Galilee, the second time in as many weeks. At the end, I saw the small turret like structure that we took the girls to after you met me at the BI ferry. The same trip where I carelessly lost my wedding ring; the guilt would haunt me for months... years.
The girls, or perhaps L, was into a phase where every game involved a monster, so she said that she wanted to play "Monster under the stairs" as she and C climbed to the second "floor." We complied, hid under the stairs and growled on cue as they descended.
I smiled weakly as I thought about the monster that was under the stairs for the next two years of our marriage.
