"Do you wanna go in the water?" To which he replied "beat'cha there". They ran toward the lake. When they got in they slowed down because of the rocks under their feet. They both thought it was weird how some patches of the water were really cold. Almost like winter didn't want to leave those places.
"Stay right there" called their father "don't go out too far". They took turns swimming through each other's legs and clicking rocks under the water in some new form of Morse code.
When the ice cream truck came everyone ran to get a treat. One kid in front of me actually tried to pay with a wooden nickel, how cliche. "I'll pay for his too" I said. It was just one day in the best summer ever.
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