Bright Light

"What are you doing, Dad?" asked Elijah.

"Mom and I decided we'd like a window here in this wall, so I'm measuring and marking where I need to cut the hole for it." Dad carefully drew lines where he planned to cut.

"Why do you want a window there?" asked Elijah as he helped Dad with the tape measure. "You want to see the garage next door while you eat?"

"The view may not be so great, but just wait and see what a difference a window makes," Dad said as he put the tape measure back into his toolbox.

The next day, Dad carefully cut a hole in the wall and fit a new window into place.

"Wow!" Elijah said as he came into the room. "I think I like having a window there after all. The view is better than I thought it would be. We can see sky, trees, birds, some of the lawn--and as expected, we also have a really good view of the side of the Wilsons' garage." He smiled. "But you know the best thing of all about this new window?"

"What's that?" asked Dad.

"It's so much brighter in here!"