Theodore's Pov
The wooden rowboat bumps gently against the dock as I secure the oars and step out onto the wooden planks. The afternoon sun glistens off the lake’s surface, casting warm golden light over the trees and water. I turn back towards Juniper, reaching out my hand to help her out of the boat.
She takes my hand without hesitation, her fingers warm against mine. With a small, confident step, she joins me on the dock, smiling as she brushes a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“So, what’s next on our list of fun?” she asks, tilting her head slightly, her green sweater catching the light in a way that makes her eyes seem even brighter.
I take a moment to think before offering, “How do you feel about museums? We’ve got two options, art or dinosaur fossils.”
Juniper pauses, tapp
