WESLEY
More than just broccoli? Wesley frowned for a moment, scared that he'd forgotten something, then grinned once more when it clicked. "Potatoes!" he exclaimed to Nathaniel, then back to the vendor woman, who giggled lightly at the boy and his handsome older brother. "We need some potatoes too," he added, more politely to her than the excited whisper had been to Nathaniel.
She first showed off the broccoli, offering just the fluffy tops or the whole head. Wesley had been mostly just doing whatever Nathaniel wanted, but this time he thought he'd decide for himself. "The floor-ets," he repeated, tasting the word for the first time, wondering what it meant as it left his mouth. He pointed to them, the bushy green bits in all their glory.
She first showed off the broccoli, offering just the fluffy tops or the whole head. Wesley had been mostly just doing whatever Nathaniel wanted, but this time he thought he'd decide for himself. "The floor-ets," he repeated, tasting the word for the first time, wondering what it meant as it left his mouth. He pointed to them, the bushy green bits in all their glory.
it would be great to find a place
we could escape sometime
you and me growing black irises in the sunshine
we could escape sometime
you and me growing black irises in the sunshine
