*We are driving home from an afternoon in the park, eating a great dinner together, and enjoying the fall weather.*
Mama?
Mmmmhmmm?
Can you woll my widow down?
Sure.
*She sits a few minutes, face in the sun, wind in her hair. I watch her in the rearview mirror.*
Mama?
Yes?
I just love...*long pause*...eveything.
Me too, baby girl. Me too.