There you were, sitting on the swing in your backyard. The sun was shining nicely, the light reflecting off the fish pond in your yard… You weren’t really paying attention, you were just seeking some rest from everything in your backyard.

You sighed softly, looking down at your shoes before you heard a voice behind you, a pair of hands pushing you on the swing.

“What are you doing, sport?” A familiar voice called out, you could hear the smile on his face.