CG Express

A flash of light and I’m back,
The plant is there,
The kite is gone.
I look and see Rose has it in her hands.
“Confounded paper junk. He made me leave it here.”
“I saw him,” I say. “Was he my Papa?”
“Never-mind just don’t touch this again.”
“I will mind. What is going on here?”
“Too much for you to bare,” she said patting my cheek. “Come you need a good bowl of my soup.”
She put the kite a little further tucked behind the plant.
I know already, I’ll sneak away and get to that kite again.