She tells me to tell the bedtime stories
One about a little girl shouting at the top of the stairs and the other about that little girl’s once-upon-a-time daughter
Shouting from the roof
Beginning her long history of aerial protests
In an attempt to give her daughters more of her I find the news report which shows both their parents together at an impromptu arraignment, the way other orphans might re-watch their parents’ wedding videos.
This is all we have–bits of dialogue and local news
And the dogged belief that one day the truth must indeed set us free