Stacey and Chris came to the middle of a lively school playground where a class was in the thick of their gym class.
Chris seemed a bit wary, shrinking back a touch at the sight of the energetic kids.
"Buck up, Chris. There's nothing to be scared of," Stacey gently coaxed, giving him a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
Not wanting to let Stacey down and risk losing a play buddy, Chris nodded in agreement.
They headed over to the soccer field.
Chris wasn't one for fancy footwork or showy maneuvers. He just positioned the ball at a comfortable distance from the goal and gave the ball a good kick. After his turn, he motioned for Stacey to have a go.
Sadly, Stacey wasn't really dressed for the part. Her high heels made the task quite a feat. She was kicking herself for not keeping a pair o
