saftey. concentration. peacefulness. calmness
No note. No escape.
The Boss stands there. Scolding with his eyes. Never a word.
His neck swivels noting as I slip past. Not a sound.
I quickly pour and back off.
I tried for some variety this time.
A short glance. Sufficient.
“OK Girls. Come on down.”
He jerks his head.
Fluffs his shoulders even more square.
And hearts a-flutter, they quickly moved to his side.
Loudly cooing over his power and unquestionable authority, they preen.
He always looks for a good heart.
With measured steps, he moves slightly to the side.
Settles in for morning watch.
Observing without being obvious about it – with the usual caution that comes with experience.
A nod to the Molly who tail wags – delighted with the recognition and trust.
“Rumor has it,” Molly breathlessly whispered so as not to disturb the new arrivals,
“He was in partnership…
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