Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Adventure

It was a warm Saturday, the birds were tweeting and the luscious, emerald, green grass was glistening in the sunlight. Everything was so serene. "Good bye popicals I'll be back soon. Don't get up to too much mischief while I'm gone" she sqeaked as if to say yeah right. I had my last stroke with her until I come back. As I carefully shut my bedroom door thoughts developed through my mind... i wonder what she would get up to while I'm gone.