Now

Sofía might have been sleeping!

But if you could have looked into her face

you would have seen that one eye,

the eye facing that thing that was moving,

was open just the tiniest, tiniest crack.

 But the quietest of all was Sofía.   And when Sofía's eye

is open the tiniest crack,

then you know that Sofía is not sleeping

as she would have you believe. But -

She is watching and thinking.

    Now this thing that was moving,

and that Sofía was watching,

was drawing nearer and nearer.

The sky was getting bluer and bluer.

The light on the rug had turned pink,

so you could see that the thing was -

you will be surprised