HE
A Drabble (100 words) by EmGee
mgtrek@juno.com
He towers, dominating others in a way that Mulder, for all his height, never could.
He growls. One scathing comment and errant agents scurry for cover.
He glares. One disapproving look and brave men want to dive to the floor and pull the carpet up over their heads.
They don't know how kind he can be. How gentle. He'll never let them see. But he shows Mulder and William and me, every day.
He smiles, and the sun shines. He speaks, and the birds sing. His arms surround us; we are sheltered and safe.
Sheltered and safe in his love.