The Importance of Halfway

Our father took a wrong turn somewhere, and land that the Quakers wrestled from the Massapequa, farmed, and then sold to industrialist Robert Barrens. Our mother was exhausted by years of trying to drag her highly willful children through a richly cultured, vandalized city. We push the silver switches on the passenger door consoles, and the back windows grown if they lower halfway. Halfway is still enough for us to stick out our heads and get the air in our ears until the wind catches it and pushes it back. All the same, halfway is not nothing.