FREE COUNTRY
Sassy Evie
standing barefoot and knobby kneed on the rough yard next door
Her hands on her hips like a fish wife at 7 years old, yelling out top of her lungs:
“It’s a Free Country!”
All I’d said—in my little British voice—was “oh but you mustn’t cross the road !”
Just before she lights out at a full run elbows pumping, chin leading, to grab the unfortunate beagle (named ‘Sooner, Git’ )
Who definitely does NOT live in a free country.
I stood there dumbfounded by the words: It’s a Free Country. What an idea.
Welcome to America.
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