Alas

"You can never understand my intentions, can you?" she asked with the most ferocious of eyes.

Despite the voice being weak, you could feel the flames of wrath in her eyes. They were in the balcony. Bob was lying down under the shade with his belly up. You'd have to pity creatures with fur such as his. If they were suffering from the sweltering heat, Bob would be dying.

But Elaina was not mad at Bob. The hangers of the swing creaked from years of rust. Elaina stood by, watching him swing back and forth. Her hands folded and she tried standing straight to show her stricture. But clearly, this hasn't done any good. Adam stared into nothingness.

Elaina was adamant but only for a moment. Slowly, her arms loosen and her spine relaxed. She let out a huge sigh. Bob turned around and looked up. As if sensing what Elaina was thinking, he walked over and sat near her. She sat down and brushed his fur softly and slowly. Bob licked her hand as she rubbed his chin as if trying to console her from her fatigue.

Adam stared no more into nothingness but Elaina and Bob. She looked up and stared into his eyes. She saw nothing.

"Are you going to apologize?" Elaina asked, only now with more pain than flame in her eyes and heart. Adam replied nothing.

She waved for him to come over. He was hesitant.

"Mama, I'm sorry," he said softly.

She smiled weakly. He got up and walked slowly towards her. A breeze came. Bob stood up and with all his might, tried to feel the breeze surfing through his fur. He let out a soft bark.

"Will he come back?" Adam asked.

The breeze glided their skins. Elaina's hair danced to the music of the wind. As the breeze whistled, Elaina held Adam tightly in her arms.