Nothing made her happier than squishy mud between her
toes. She stamped her bare feet
sending droplets of muddy water flying and splattering along the edge of the
puddle.
The storm had moved on leaving an immense rainbow arcing
overhead and the muddle puddle at the bottom of the hill where the neighbor’s
driveway met up with the road.
She couldn’t resist the urge to run and jump and play
alongside the boys as they splashed and cavorted soaking each other from top to
bottom.
Her mother thought she was still inside playing quietly
with her dolls and staying dry.
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