Ten Years Old

"When I knock on the door, Mum'll see me standing there all wet and muddy and I'll say, "Hey, Mum!" and if you don't see me tomorrow, I'm dead."

He laughed with glee and waved goodbye, water dripping from his bike helmet and mud spattered all over his white shirt. You have to let a kid play in the rain and dirt before he grows up too much, because it makes him happier than putting a phone or video game controller in his hands, you know.

I haven't seen him today. He's probably dead, but it was a good adventure.