A SEGMENT FROM THE EPILOGUE OF DISEMBLANCE
…For the next twenty minutes, Jason rode the nighthawk motorcycle behind Boston in silence, enjoying their closeness. They reached Knobs Park, and she dismounted with excitement.
“Race you,” she said, sprinting off down the path.
Jason lost a couple of seconds realizing what she meant, but then he took off after her. Even with her hurt leg, she was a faster runner than him, and her head start was just enough to keep him at bay. Giggles escaped her, as she reached the oak tree and started climbing. He hit the tree only seconds behind her and jumped, grabbing at her foot, barely grazing her shoe.
“I won.” She smiled down at him and continued climbing.
By the time he crawled onto the tree house platform, she was lying on her belly looking down at the fox’s den with her binoculars.
“You’ve got to see them. They’re so cute.” She sat up, handing him the binoculars.
Jason took the binoculars and lay down focusing on the ground far below them. The mother’s leg had healed well. Now, her pups were mischievous balls of fur chasing each other around the area just outside the den.
Jason sat up.Boston was studying four photographs she had set down in front of them.
“Which one’s the best?” she said.
Jason picked up the picture of the three year old neighbor boy being squirted with the hose by his six year old sister. Somehow, she had captured an exquisite mixture of joy, anger, and love beguiling his face.
She bit her lip tentatively, nodded her head, and took the picture from him.
“That’s my favorite, too.”
“Do you want me to go with you to get permission from their parents to enter it in the contest?”
She shook her head and lay down on her back on the wooden platform. He lay down next to her. A robin flew across the clear blue sky. She took his hand and glanced over at him.
“Thanks, I just needed to share.”
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