Daddy I need to pee. Little hands tugged at the man.
Stop shaking me. I’m trying to focus here.
But I need to pee. Badly.
Why didn’t you go before we left?
I did. It’s coming again.
I shouldn’t have got you that soda. Next time you’re wearing a diaper.
I’m too old for diapers.
Ya. Then your old enough to hold it in.
The cars zip by. The little boy hobs from foot to foot. The man waits for the perfect composition.
Please daddy. A silent whimper.
Focus. The camera captures the perfect picture.
It misses the flowing tears.