Steve was in Orlando last night and while I wait for him this afternoon I indulge in a movie, recommended by my friend, Nick 'at night' who reviews movies for me. It is The Mist, a Stephen King movie.
To be honest, I almost turn it off in the first half hour because it seems so dumb. A mist rolls through a rural town killing all in its path. Turns out the mist is full of super bugs and horrific creatures, all eager to rip the skin off a beefy guy, or suck the face from a seductive girl, or spin the arrogant lawyer into a websack and use his body as a feeding bed for millions of baby spiders ... use your imagination.
But I stick it out and endure the web spitting mega spiders, the ranting fundamentalist Christian predicting the apocalypse, the father fighting for his terrorized boy.
The story ends horribly. I will spare you the details.
Back in the real world, I welcome Steve back while outside my patio window the children still frolick poolside as the waves beat the shore and the sun washes the sand.