you must burn brighter than ever
Mock-offended at his admission, she gasped and then placed her hand over her mouth, caught in such a depraved notion to her ridiculous mind. Then she laughed, aiming her elbow for his ribcage with a gentle love tap for fun, and then their attentions were scattered to winning and prizes and the choice of food. Her own head was spinning back and forth, reeling from person to person, or hoping another massive bird flickered across the sky, when his hand bridged over her eyes.
“Hey!” she shouted, scattering a few pigeons and turning heads in their direction. But by then she was already laughing, ducking below his reach, reaching her hand up to snag at his, and slithering around to see what he’d spotted without her opportunity to survey the scene. When it was a father, day drunk and ridiculous, she wondered if that still played a part on a parent having a meltdown…
Well, sure. It was her rules after all.
Then she was dancing away from him, trying to snag at her own board and stickers quickly and efficiently too. A pile of them dropped on the ground in her feverish attempts, and she was diving for them across the light, errant breeze.
“Hey!” she shouted, scattering a few pigeons and turning heads in their direction. But by then she was already laughing, ducking below his reach, reaching her hand up to snag at his, and slithering around to see what he’d spotted without her opportunity to survey the scene. When it was a father, day drunk and ridiculous, she wondered if that still played a part on a parent having a meltdown…
Well, sure. It was her rules after all.
Then she was dancing away from him, trying to snag at her own board and stickers quickly and efficiently too. A pile of them dropped on the ground in her feverish attempts, and she was diving for them across the light, errant breeze.
Melita
