Who Are You Watching Out For?
On Having Each Other's Backs, Creatively Speaking
I go into the Littles’ room in the morning to wake them up, to announce the dawning of a new week, and I approach the towering triple bunk we got for them when they were much tinier and the two of them shared a room with their older brother. It rises in the middle of the room (because that’s the only place it fits) like…