Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
The family of three heads for seats in the tram. The mother has a toy for her toddler, who refuses to remain in one place. The father tries to wrangle his boy and distract him with things out the window. The Dad points, the boy glances, and since I happen to be standing on the sidewalk near their windows, I wave hello.
The little boy breaks into a grin, and I reply in kind. He moves close to the window to watch me. His mother takes his wrist and jiggles his arm to mimic my movement. The father is nodding, beaming, happy to watch this unfold. Then their suddenly independent boy pulls his arm away from his dear–now laughing–mother. He stretches his hand wide and waves at me all by himself.