...is-" Nigel paused in midsentence. He turned to look his
company in the eye, as if the answer was on her face all the time."What?
I told you to bring the grammar book to help you fall asleep."
She rubbed his back. He shook his head. "Not that huh?" She
picked up the pebble next to her and skipped it down the river."I
dunno. But something would make this moment perfect. I got my feet in
warm water, I haven't been eaten yet, I'm with a beautiful,"
Nigel stopped himself. "Beautiful tree. Yup. This tree is mighty
pretty. Just look at the bark and the leaves. She's going to live a
mighty amount of years.""How
do you know the gender?""If
it's pregnant or not." Nigel grinned resting his hand on the
give me a Wally answer."Abby
know there are many mean names I could call you." Hoagie crossed
what?" Abby raised an eyebrow at him."Like
Brownie! How do you like them apples?""That
is racist Hoagie! I'm not talking to you." Abby humphed, facing
her back towards his."What'd
if I was talking to you I would tell you how calling me a brownie is
like calling you a zipper.""Why
would you call me a zipper?" He jumped in front of her, trying
to figure out her expression of hatred and humor."Cuz
you're a stupid fly boy. That's how stupid your name was." She
snapped her fingers. "I'm still not talking to you." She