My mini-tablet was where it had always been.
I pulled it off the dock
and slid my finger across its face.
Oil was sticking to the glass in clouds.
I was in bed, so I used my comforter to wipe it clean.
A little square among all the other little squares.
I tapped it and up came a game, bright colors
and action.
I watched the screen.
The little villagers raced around the buildings.
I thought about my next strategic move.
The sadness was far behind me.
by Gabe Redel