|Pic Credit: The Indian Express|
“Quick Mama, you’ll miss him,” my 6-year-old bounces to the window, as if on an invisible trampoline.
“Oh honey, Spiderman can’t come out from the TV!”
“But he will, just watch!”
Nate stands to one side, chuckling at our son’s antics, and winks at me.
“Lockdown imagination running havoc.” I remark, rolling my eyes.
“Honey, listen to your Mama…,”
I watch Nate’s jaw drop and his expression go slack. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I follow his gaze to the window. Clinging to the outside of our home, Spiderman waves to my grinning son.