The sun is dipping under the horizon, casting low shadows. Senzo is washed and full and tired.
βItβs time to sleep,β says Mama.
She holds Senzo close and rocks. She hushes him.
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh, shhhhhhhhhhhh.
Senzo can hush too. Shhhhhhhhhh, shhhhhhhhhh. Can you?