I hear a voice over the baby monitor. A voice from our baby son Luka’s room, next door.
Today was the day. Her baby was finally coming home.
Mr Yates has the biggest tomatoes I’ve ever seen. I should know, I’ve measured them.
As soon as he wakes up, he checks the monitor to be sure it has charged overnight.
05/01/2014 Image – “Monitor” by Nicolas Papaconstantinou