Click: Walkies

I see a bearded father holding a four year old girl’s hand, walking down the sidewalk.

She is beaming, chin high, holding a rope in her hand all by herself, and on the other side of the rope is her very best friend.

On the other side of the rope is the one she sits with on the couch at night as her daddy reads her stories, her friend in her lap. The one she holds in her arms as she drifts off to sleep.

A bedraggled stuffed blue rabbit, bumping along the sidewalk.

And I hope, when her mom gets home from work, the little girl will run up to her and say proudly, “MOMMY TODAY I TOOK BUNNY FOR A WALK.”