Sara's My Little Angel
Recently we had a leak in our roof. I stayed home half a day last week to patch it. I didn't test it, prefering to wait until the calking dried and let rain test it. However, Amuck In America 2006 begins tomorrow and prudence suggested that I probably give the roof a quick spray with the old watering hose just to make sure since we hadn't had any rain lately.
I sprayed for a while and came inside. Sara was unsure of the patch and the test even after I climbed up on a stool and ran a paper towel around the interior edges. So it was agreed that I would go outside and spray some more water on the roof.
As I was walking out the door I turned to look at Sara who was at this point sitting on the stool under the sunlight looking up in anticipation. She was bathed in this beautiful bright light from the sun comming down through the sunlight and I had never seen her so beautiful and angellic. She was like my own personal angel of doubt.
I couldn't make the patch fail by letting water from the hose rain down on the sunlight. Perhaps I should stand on the roof and spray it directly...with a firehose.
