The sun beams down brightly on your skin. The wind blows through your hair as you sit on the edge of the stone railing, dangling your feet in the water of the creek.

Leon’s hand in yours, sitting right beside you. Shoulders touching, his blue eyes practically shine from the light. He reaches down, grabbing what looked to be a blue crayfish. “I haven’t seen these since I was a kid.” He smiled, his grip on the crayfish was gentle as he lifted it up slightly to look at it.