Sara

I am sitting on the grass, behind the hedge. I didn't notice you had come out. When I look up, you are there, with a glass of water in your hand. I stiffen a little. My long brown hair falls over my face and I don't move it. Usually adults... they aren't just kind like this, for no reason. I put my hands in my lap and I don't know where to look. "...can I stay here? I won't make any noise."