A playground on Bryce Road

[Widow]

Hannah was lost in thought, not paying as much attention to his comment about time. 'What am I hoping to get out of this... I need to do something soon if I am going to get anywhere...' She looked up at him, realising he had asked her a question, and seeing him smirk. She grinned slightly, before brushing a strand of hair away from her eyes.

"Small things... Well, I like the rain on a tin roof - has to be tin though, and the little yellow buttercups and their reflections when kids play with them, the busker that usually plays guitar on the corner there, um, getting out of town and going to the beach at 2 in the morning to see the stars.... annnd"

She bit her lip as she was thinking about what else to say.

"Well, I guess you will have to wait and see for the rest."

Hannah grinned, remembering the times she had gone and done those things.

"What about you, you must have some little things you enjoy in life. Cant all be spare time and work."

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