And yet so far
No one could stop him this time. Eyes adjusting to the darkness, David leaned his shoulder against the kitchen chair and pushed until it reached the counter. Using a broom liberated from the hall closet, he swiped at the animal cracker box, bringing it tantalizingly close to tumbling over the edge of the cupboard. But just at the moment of victory, the lights snapped on. Say something, anything!
"I bein good boy?"
As his father scooped him up and returned him to his bedroom, David's failure stung like finger prick administered by those damnable pediatric nurses. So close.