I remember that particular window .
Quite vividly .
As if it were yesterday .
Large , oval-shaped , always open … invitingly … beckoning …
As a six year old , I would creep up to it ~~ slowly , deliberately ; simultaneously excited and scared . What would I see when I looked out ? But I was disappointed . Each and every time . The view remained unchanged . With no exception . The much sought-after blue station wagon didn't materialize .
I approached the window now , with uncertainty . Slowly , deliberately ; my emotions swinging to and fro like a pendulum .
And I stopped dead in my tracks .
Eyes wide in disbelief .
The window was gone !