“Where are we going?” he whispers loudly as I pull him behind me through the dry weeds.
“Shhh! It’s a surprise!” I call back. “And don’t ruin it!”
“Kristina!”
“Jake!”
He sticks his tounge out and crosses his eyes.
“Don’t keep that face on for too long. It might get stuck,and wouldn’t that be a shame,or would it be an improvement on your part?” I say breezily.
“Haha, how much farther is this place anyway?” he questions, pulling on my hand childishly.
“Just a little bit farther. Look do you want to see it or not?” He’s starting to get on my nerves.
“I heard that!”
“Well, if you don’t want to hear what I’m thinking stop reading my mind.”
“Mlah.” he says sticking his tounge out again.
I have half a mind to pop it back into his mouth myself.
“Don’t even think aobut it!” he says with a grin.
“Too late!” I reply. “We’re here!”
The weeping willow is standing tall as ever when we walk through the branches dripping with golden leaves.
“It’s raining!”he calls in surprise.
“No, it’s magic.”I smile.