“Hehehehehehe,” out comes a giggle deep from his belly.
He clasps his hand over his mouth, stifling the chuckles only a little. I clench my legs together as tight as humanly possible. It’s the only way I won’t pee my pants.
Under Meemaw’s bed, in Pappaw’s shower, or behind the washer and dryer – it always went the same. The ‘counter’ would begin and there was my cousin and best friend, never one step behind.
His giggles ALWAYS gave us away, but I think of those laughs from time to time and they bring me a single moment of pure joy.