Dad tells us off
for drawing in the condensation on the car windows.
I’m determined I won’t go to sleep.
I imagine Kermit the Frog dancing along beside the car,
bright green on the black fields and fences.
I have never been awake at 2AM before. Our brother is being born in the city.
In the morning we go to the hospital,
and dad comes out to say our brother won’t be here for a while yet.
So we go to the cinema and watch a film that has just come out, waiting
for our new brother to be born.
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