And so it went for the next twenty years. So Megan grew to recognize Big Tom as her father. When he demanded that I go away to college, I saw blue. But he was right. Tears streamed down her face.
Today is a blue day too.
He'd call it a blue moon day, like the day we lost Ickabod our golden retriever. The smell of stale cologne floated across the sitting room and stirred Megan from her trance. She recognized Old Spice anywhere, even amidst the odors of bleach and ammonia. Gazing at the visitors in the stuffy room, she spotted the strange man in the floppy hat. Maybe at the Easter egg hunt with all of those beautiful colored eggs.