"Do you like my shoes?"
"Yeah. I guess. Do you need for me to like your shoes?"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm going to have to challenge you on this one."
"If you said you didn't like them I wouldn't care."
"Okay. But you want to know when I wouldn't like your shoes."
She always looks at me like I am going to surprise her, "Yes."
"I wouldn't like your shoes if you said they were uncomfortable."
She looks up and to the right before she smiles.
Today I am grateful for a haircut. Family night. For Bets and Grace. For my sidekick. To watch my brothers play ball with my niece. For hamburgers. For a wind, a faint thunder and frogs and crickets and a simple sweetness in the air.