We shared the cupcake. He walked by then, while we were eating, out in the hall, pushing his broom with his one ol' arm. Suzy hid under the bed. But I didn't, I saw he didn't have that look in his eye. He didn't even look in the room.
Nothing feels like nothing.
Then I looked out the window. But today feels like something. The sounds make me feel something. The wind blowing up a storm. The sleet beatin' up high in the branches.