I was here for more fun things than reminding myself of my lost children, because playing down at the bottom of the hill were my latest.I was here for more fun things than reminding myself of my lost children, because playing down at the bottom of the hill were my latest. Karen and Yorik rolled in the grass, fighting like cubs will. Molly sat to my left, watching them with an amused expression. "They're silly," she said. "Think so?" I asked with my mouth full. "I wouldn't play in the grass like that." "Why not?" I asked, adding, "I would." That got a startled look from Molly, who said, "You would? Why?" "Why not? I mean, it's fun." "It's childish." "Look who's talking," I said, amused at her "I'm mature" attitude. "You're only two years old yourself." "I am a adult Pamthreat and I should live up to that." "Then you've a lot to learn." I saw that we were about to be joined by Adriano, who was charging across the countryside at nearly sixty klick, his four powerful rear legs kicking up huge gouts of grass and soil as he ran. He hadn't learned to stop nearly as well, and tumbled to a halt as he attempted to carry the charge up the hill. |