Eventually she wanders back around front. Alone and brave. Curious to see where I had gone, she edges closer to my door. Poor thing never sees my eyes peering out the window. I press against the wall by the door and wait. She cautiously steps over the threshold… I pounce in front of her on all fours letting out a low howl. Screaming, she falls backwards. Scrambles on all fours crying.
I laugh at our little game. And so do the other children who now comfort her. But she's not like to forgive me any time soon.