All is quiet.
The noise of the day has finally ceased. The house is no longer shaking from the demolition hammers and drills used need door.
The kids are sleeping. A sniffle and a snore can be heard from time to time.
My ears concentrate on a lovely sound. The ticking of a mechanical pocket watch. It seems alive. The other day we hung it on a nail, it’s small but the numbers are easily read, from a distance I can tell what time it is. As I listen to the ticking of this watch my eyes are attracted to it. The heart is strong, it makes its body move like a small pendulum.
All is quiet, I listen to the ticking of the watch. To the beating of the mechanical heart, there to give me the time.
What time is it?
Let me see.