peekabo

Updated: May 9, 2025

Down by the river, in the dusk and the river damp, as they waited, came Will, striding along with what looked like a bundle of old shawls upon his shoulder; and presently, parting the folds like the calyx of a flower, Tot's rosy face blossomed out. "Peekabo!" she said, with a sweet sound of laughter. "O mamma, mamma!"

M. T. W. - Connor Magan's Luck and Other Stories