Thirteen
ADRIANA LET OUT a startled scream as Oberon, Morgan’s dog, grabbed her hat between his teeth and lifted it off her head. She was looking extremely pretty today. Her sunny yellow dress and straw bonnet adorned with yellow silk flowers blended perfectly with the bright sunshine of the day, and contrasted beautifully with the colors of the forest. She had been kneeling down on the soft earth, carefully plucking the pretty white flowers of a marsh–mellow plant, when Oberon had decided that it was time to play.
The dog stood just out of Adriana’s reach. As she leaned forward to grab her hat, he jumped back. She moved forward very slowly, woman and dog staring eye to eye. Quickly she lunged for the hat, and just as quickly the dog leaped backward and avoided her grasping hand.
Morgan
