Daylight glows scattered on the bed, visualizing the dust particles. The flank of the blanket is bowed down, inches away from reaching the floor beneath.

  The fan is moving in an ongoing slow gesture, the aroma of sunrays and outdoor ambiance filled the room.

  The sound of rhythmic humming and pattering water drops is audible as Kaduri stands leaning along the sink, the mirror images Kaduri's face, water droplets cling to his features as he stands leaned ahead, "Kaduri, come on already." the voice muffled as Kaduri hooks his finger in the neck of his tunic, stretching it aside "coming, mom."

  With a creak, the door opens.

  A dry leaf flies over the mailbox, A black car is parked just beside it, daylight is faint as birds fly across the vast sky, wind flows seamlessly as sunlight casts a faint shadow of the bench just beside the roadway.

  The sound of knocking is damped inside the car, Kaduri's Father's arms crossed, a cap covering his face as he sleeps leaning against the seat, his legs crossed over the steering wheel.

  "and then your dad says I can't get ready in time." Kaduri's mom says, Hoteps complimenting her features, " It just happened today." the two chat just beside the car, "But it did." With a faint smile, Kaduri's mother turns towards the car door.

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  Kaduri stands waiting as his Mother settles in the back seat.

  Kaduri and his Mother's playful chatter and chuckles distant as The pigeon rests on the mailbox, its eyes locked in one position, clouds conceal the sun, its light growing dimmer.

  Kaduri smiles brightly, his hand gripping the car door.

  The pigeon's eyes are clear, no movement in its head as it stares.

  Kaduri lets out a chuckle, blinking his eyes once.

  An eerie silence cloaks the air, the Pigeon stays unmoved, a faint smile playing on Kaduri's lips as his head remains only a hairsbreadth away from leaning back.

  The wind picks up its pace, the pigeon's feathers unbothered by any nudge as it keeps its position on the mailbox.

  Kaduri's hair shift by the wind as he looks over his shoulder with a smile, the mailbox stands untouched, dry leaves pass flying over it by the wind, daylight nowhere to be found.

  "cmon already Kaduri" Kaduri's mom says as Kaduri settles on the seat, "Hey, wait a bit" With a hushed thump, Kaduri closes the car door, Kaduri's Father leans back.

  "ready?"

  The sound of engine relives the empty and silent road, finally, the car starts it's move, leaving only dust behind as it disappears in the distance ahead.

  The tree's leaves dance in the flow of wind, its branches hanging out proudly, a pigeon sits on one of its branches, its eyes focused on the road ahead.