It's This Time ...

... of night, when Hades is laying by himself in the openness of the room, when I'd ask him, "Okay, where is your brother?"

And I almost did that tonight. I looked to my left. And there is Hades, laying in the openness of the room where he always lays this time of night. And Zeus is nowhere to be seen. Which means he could be eating. Or drinking. Or in the litter box. Or laying in the tub. Or under the kitchen sink. Or behind the entertainment system. Or way back behind the bookshelf. Or in some new place I've yet to discover.

Except he's not.

He's not here.