The crunch of gravel from below and beyond the window tickled the boy out of his daydream, and he rose up to run almost before his legs could receive the message from his ears, stumbling onto the thick carpet and scrambling back up. He knelt onto the radiator and watched through the wet glass as a large green car landed in the yard and came to a gentle stop. He waited in anticipation to see his uncle emerge, but no one stirred from the vehicle, and his knees began to burn on the hot metal, and he shuffled himself around to keep them from hurting.