They sheepishly sat on the rooftop bench, amongst the man-made garden of Lilies, Hydrangeas, and Morning Glories. Finally, after what felt like endless eternity, night meet day.
As soon as the first speckle of light rose from the far East horizon, everything looked different… less scary.
The rigid prickles were simply leaves, branched off from the flowers. The huge kind-of circular shapes were gorgeous pastel blues, pinks, and purples.
The mischievous brothers felt tremendous relief. They had fun, sneaking out and deliberately ignoring their mother’s rules.
“No harm done!” twelve year old Cody barely said. His voice was achingly hoarse from the screaming for his brother.
But, was that really so?
“ Ummm, Cody?” his eight year old brother managed to get out.
Apprehensively, he added, “The door won’t open!!”
Cody snapped back, “ What do you mean, the door won’t open? I told you to wedge that green watering can in the frame, to keep it from closing!”
“ I did that,” he bellowed, “but the wind must have pushed it inside!”
“ Andy, the wind isn’t strong enough!” Cody added.
In utter disbelief, and with no potential solution, Cody smacked his palm to his forehead.. quite irritated.
They were trapped above the city, on a 75 story building top, until help arrived.
Meanwhile, momma sat with her green can at her feet… sipping her coffee, watching that beautiful sunrise!