The glass barrier, although only inches, might as well be a million miles thick.
My aunt was right about this stranger, the eyes, we share them. Is what confronts me really all they say--a monster, a menace, not worthy of freedom?
Hidden from me for a lifetime, Mom can no longer shelter; I’m grown. As I pick up the phone on my side of the world, I hear my father’s voice for the first time. He says he didn’t do it, and while I don’t know what it is, these eyes we share don’t lie. They’ll soon know.
My aunt was right about this stranger, the eyes, we share them. Is what confronts me really all they say--a monster, a menace, not worthy of freedom?
Hidden from me for a lifetime, Mom can no longer shelter; I’m grown. As I pick up the phone on my side of the world, I hear my father’s voice for the first time. He says he didn’t do it, and while I don’t know what it is, these eyes we share don’t lie. They’ll soon know.
