We see him as we come to the crest of the hill. At first glance, it looks like he is limping. And I think, “Okay, this is good–if he’s hurt, the nature center is right there.”

Only he is headed in the wrong direction. Coming down the hill, away from the center.

I realize then, though, that he isn’t limping at all. He is sort of…skipping. Almost dancing. But as he comes closer, I see that he is crying, too–really crying…