"Toss one over here, Ross!" I yell. We're sitting at a picnic bench during recess- a rare occurance, as not many days have been so nice. After all, it IS just April. The third, to be exact. We've been told not to share food, cause' of some virus in LA. But thats on the other side of the country. Couldn't be a harm to us.
Ross tosses a cherry into the air. I look straight up, and the smooth surface of the cherry lands on my tounge. "Yes!" I pump my fist. "I got it!"
"Nice job, Mari!" says Joana, who's sitting to my right. Ross's twin sister. They get along quite well. "Maybe if you could catch a cherry in your mouth as well as you could catch a ball..." I give her a playfull shove. Not that hard, as we're sitting about two inches apart.
"You want to see how good I am? Huh? Huh?" I say in a mock angry voice. "Well, lets go! You and me, team captains!"
I spit the pit from my mouth onto the ground, and kick some dirt over it. Maybe it'll grow up in some years, who knows?
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25 Years Later
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"C'mon, Ross! Pass one to me!"
Ross passes me a cherry. Maple cherries, genetically enfused with maple syrup. Delicous. I nibble on it carefully, then call out to them. "Still can't believe a cherry tree grew in the school yard!" I plop down below the tree's branches. While it rarely grows cherries, it's always a nice place to sit down, with the pink blossems speckling it's limbs. I pat the spots next to me for Ross and Jami to sit beside me.
"Isn't this where your uncle used to play, Ross?" I ask. It's a tough topic for him- our parents were best friends, along with his uncle, who died of a virus. He was named after him.
Ross tosses a cherry into the air. I look straight up, and the smooth surface of the cherry lands on my tounge. "Yes!" I pump my fist. "I got it!"
"Nice job, Mari!" says Joana, who's sitting to my right. Ross's twin sister. They get along quite well. "Maybe if you could catch a cherry in your mouth as well as you could catch a ball..." I give her a playfull shove. Not that hard, as we're sitting about two inches apart.
"You want to see how good I am? Huh? Huh?" I say in a mock angry voice. "Well, lets go! You and me, team captains!"
I spit the pit from my mouth onto the ground, and kick some dirt over it. Maybe it'll grow up in some years, who knows?
~~~
25 Years Later
~~~
"C'mon, Ross! Pass one to me!"
Ross passes me a cherry. Maple cherries, genetically enfused with maple syrup. Delicous. I nibble on it carefully, then call out to them. "Still can't believe a cherry tree grew in the school yard!" I plop down below the tree's branches. While it rarely grows cherries, it's always a nice place to sit down, with the pink blossems speckling it's limbs. I pat the spots next to me for Ross and Jami to sit beside me.
"Isn't this where your uncle used to play, Ross?" I ask. It's a tough topic for him- our parents were best friends, along with his uncle, who died of a virus. He was named after him.
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