No road trip. August came across a dead frog in the garden and has decided itās a portent of danger.
āAugust, it was probably just a cat.ā
āNo, it was not a cat. The frog was sitting, as though it were about to hop, but died instead.ā
āOk, I guess that is weird. What do you think it means?ā We were in the kitchen, I swirled coffee in my cup. A heavy dread settled in my chest.
āFrogs are generally omens of death.ā
āYouāre already dead.ā
āBut you arenāt.ā
Itās been days and I canāt shake the twitch of anticipation from my bones.
Today I drew The Moon for him, us. I guess weāll have to live with this mystery, for now.