The Last Dance
“Carys held her hand tightly through mittens and Stella tried not to think about how to say goodbye.
Ahead she watched Rory, whose spirits had mercifully improved with the arrival of his new bicycle and the news of the move to live with his aunt and uncle. Rory possessed the trait that gave him a sense of measure. While he was deeply and understandably morose at the loss of his mother and father, he was feeding off Stella’s stoicism and able to consider that there was brightness ahead.
A...lready he was excited about taking his new bicycle to their aunt and uncle’s house where small lanes afforded all-day safe riding. She saw him twist the handlebars with dexterity to turn the bike so he could double back.
‘Stella?’ ‘Yes?’ she enquired, ensuring her tone was cheerful.
‘Will Uncle Bryn take me fishing, do you think?’ ‘Of course! He can’t wait. He’s already planning to cut down a rod so it’s better for your height.’ ‘Really?’ His eyes shone with eagerness.MoreLess
Ahead she watched Rory, whose spirits had mercifully improved with the arrival of his new bicycle and the news of the move to live with his aunt and uncle. Rory possessed the trait that gave him a sense of measure. While he was deeply and understandably morose at the loss of his mother and father, he was feeding off Stella’s stoicism and able to consider that there was brightness ahead.
A...lready he was excited about taking his new bicycle to their aunt and uncle’s house where small lanes afforded all-day safe riding. She saw him twist the handlebars with dexterity to turn the bike so he could double back.
‘Stella?’ ‘Yes?’ she enquired, ensuring her tone was cheerful.
‘Will Uncle Bryn take me fishing, do you think?’ ‘Of course! He can’t wait. He’s already planning to cut down a rod so it’s better for your height.’ ‘Really?’ His eyes shone with eagerness.MoreLess
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