It was so strange to step up behind the plywood painted in detailed green on one
side and peer through that little triangle.
" Try not to blink!" Marie yelled and slammed two water balloons fast,onto the
wood,splashing and splattering water everywhere. Including of course my face!
"Oh yeah sure!" I yelled, ducking reflexively. I darted out from behind the 4X4 foot
wide piece propped up in our back yard. "You go try it!"
And then the chase was on, because Marie was NOT going to be tagged or
bullied and pushed into going behind that board. She ran and I chased all over the
Behind McPherson's down the alley between Smiths and Michael's
into a garage and then down across the yard to Thomson's.
She darted and twisted us right through the shrubbery and up onto
the back porch and into her kitchen.
"Whoa! stop the rodeo right now!" Her Father yelled; reaching out and scooping
her off her feet. " Hold on -"
Of course I had put on the brakes immediately.
"Sit Freckles-" He pointed at me and then the chair by the table. I sat.
" And you-" he swung Marie forward, plunking her down beside me "Freeze!"
She froze. And that was how we came to be slathered in orange Mercurochrome
and then presented with a generous slice each,of fresh peach pie with whip cream.
A very unexpected, favorite way for a hot Sunday afternoon to end.