Somewhere a lonely bull sits in his sadly furnished living room, staring at his TV set, unable to make sense of his life. He’s half-focused on a movie he’d seen long ago (which had only half-interested him then), but there is a strange, nagging feeling that just won’t go away. He hears children yelling from the courtyard and his mind flashes to the young family down the hall and for an instant has an epiphany so strong it leaves him shaken and confused.
For a moment, just a few seconds really, he feels himself
running with his own children on the beach as his lovely wife and youngest son
work on a sand castle a few yards away.
He is running, running fast but not too fast, and the sounds of laughing
children chase his every step. And he realizes they’re right behind him and he,
being the good dad he is, he’s supposed to let them win.
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