"Tap... tap.. Jackie.." is what I hear outside my bedroom window. Mick pops up in my mind. Please go away. Block it out.. I'm tired. "Jackie, it's me, Miklos." Ripped out of sleep I realize I've got to getup. A light beam is flickering. "Be right there.." I say as I throw the blankets off, get some pants on and unlock the front door. It's 4:30 am and Mick has come to get his things. "Josiah and Bubba are up top, mom do you want to meet the boys?" I squeeze in, "Are they cute, how old are they?" as I wrap my scarf around my neck and pull up my boots. A typical thing for me to say when I'm half asleep. Josiah is 23 and Bubba is 16. "They're not gonna case my house, are they. " Mom says. Miklos assures they are good ol' "homeboys" Ma. They come in and I sing for them. I hand Mickey the 2 pieces of paper back-to-back that I weaved together on the sides with red yarn Titled "Of Angels and Clowns". Knudging him I whispered, "Read it louder" and gave him a wink. It was a beautiful site. Watching him and these other young men along with my mother and I watch something spectacular unfold before our very eyes. A wish I made two days ago that was evolving into reality. He thanked me, and I said, I knew. Bubba is 16 and ran away. He smokes and dropped out of school. He's defiant they say and wont take him back... Black belt in Tikwando. His hands and feet are lethal objects and his other brother blew his brains out. Josiah just had a baby. He's real sweet. He tells my mother all of this in the short time I was outside checking on my 35 year old brother. Are you getting the picture. The fire is crankin and we drink some coffee. Mick and I scrounge for some last things. Josiah and Mick get a CD of mine and gather some more wood, while Bubba is confessing these things to my mother and me. My mom is a youth minister. No wonder for 17 years they have come to her. Bubba felt safe enough to tell her, a complete stranger, his life story in the matter of minutes. I know it all happened for a reason. God placed them there with a plan. Now it's just a matter of going back to sleep.