Tucker took off his boots outside then entered the kitchen door. Brenda was setting a small basket of biscuits on the table. “What was all that about?”

“I don’t know,” Tucker said walking to the sink to wash his hands. “It was weird, I thought I saw something in the fields but I think my eyes are playing tricks on me.”

“What did you see?” Brenda wiped her hands on her jeans, the subtle white powder of flour blending with the blue denim.

“Never mind, I think I’m just tired. Long day. Let’s eat.” Tucker wiped his hands on the dry cloth and sat down at the table.

“Kids! Dinner!” Brenda called out to the living room. Within seconds the pounding of footsteps from 2 small kids came running to the table. They started to pass the food around as Tucker tore into a buttered biscuit. He stared at Brenda from across the table as she helped Kaylee with her peas, she caught him looking and smiled.

Suddenly Tucker’s eyes went wide as the screen door burst open and the same glow hovered in the doorway.