After School

she came home. excited with new software. My little artist since day one, now so dark. she asks "what are we doing tomorrow?" -- no school. she wants to do something, just us and maybe Hannah. She's trying, I'm trying. No tension to cut, it's lurking underneath. Have faith. Doesn't have to be to school untill 11 two days next wek. Will you be here to take me she asks? Yes I say. I wonder -- will she be here to go? It lurks -- past choices affect current chances -- expect the unexcpected she says ........