“You’re nothing but a Benedict Arnold!” He screamed loudly, his voice shrill and piercing through the rushing of the wind.
Suddenly, he jumped at the other child tackling him to the ground. The two rolled around in the field. The sound of laughter filled the air.
As I sat back and looked across the horizon, purple and yellow wildflowers bloomed against a canvas of deep green. I slowly walked past the kids, chuckling to myself as they bantered. I walked closer to a fence and behind it stood a giant boot.
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