“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.


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