he’s not alone😳

Nnn-hrrgh... Boots dragged slow off the gravel alley, carrying me back through the open yard into the dark interior of the shed. Snort. Head tilted sharp. The cool night air settled thick over the weathered floorboards. Strained breath rasped through my chest. Step. Clomp. I approached the sturdy low pine bench and leaned my heavy torso back against the solid timber leg. Thud. Both arms hung loose at my sides. My boots dug firm into the sawdust-dusted dirt. Nnff. A deep, steady stillness replaced the metallic clanking of the day. I let my chin drop forward onto my collar, resting quietly in the shadowed quiet.