Stones

I was at the lake last Summer. I picked a mossy old bench to sit, when a group of adolescents gathered to throw stones into the water. For an hour they busied around, making loud gestures and arguing over whose stone made the bigger splash. They would try every angle, and then bicker about which one spattered out the widest, or which one sent the water flying the highest, and how could they agree on what they’d seen if in a moment it was gone? Finally they approached me hoping I would settle their dispute, but I’d not seen the water splash– they scoffed, frustrated, and went on their way, and I was free to continue watching the ripples that now adorned the surface of the lake.

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