"You have no idea. Playing is like Cotton Candy. The smell of the fresh grasses when you run in a circle and pretend to be an airplane. Or when you pretend to be a fighter and warrior. Oh! Oh! The best is pretending to live underwater." Gloria had said to Freddy while they were under the canopy they had made while The mother and the others were away.
It was made with giant leaves and some switches they could find. The mother had refused to order Freddy in she wanted him to stay out in the cold rain so he would learn from his mistakes like she had said. Gloria had managed to sneak out that day with two packets of chips.
As she narrated she moved her hands in the air to create the effect of her feelings. Her gray eyes held passion and childhood innocence encapsulated in two big pupils.
