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The Magic Of A Book
It’s so easy to get lost in a good book
Mary stared up the sky admiring the fluffy white clouds. She pictured one as a bunny, another reminded her of a crab, but the last one was her favorite, a dragon.
Jimmy laid down in the grass next to her. “We’ve been together a long time, right?”
“Yeah, I guess. Why?”
“I want to show you something.” He jumped up and grabbed her hand, pulling her to her feet.
She laughed as they raced across the field and into the woods. “Where are you taking me?”
“You’ll see.” He smiled back at her as he slowed their run down to a walk and entered a part of the woods thick with underbrush.
They walked hand in hand under the trees, the leaves crunching under their feet until a small tree house came into view.
“What’s this?” Mary asked as she let go of his hand and climbed the rickety ladder that led up.
“My favorite spot as a child. I used to come here and play all the time.” He waited until she was safely inside the small house before climbing up the ladder and joining her.
The view from the treehouse was beautiful. It wasn’t high enough to see over the treetops, but it still gave you the best view of the forest floor around you. A…
