“Is today weeding day?” Cam asked.
“No. We pulled a few earlier, but we’re done now,” she answered, stepping out of the garden.
Cam nodded, looking over the large collection of flowers for a moment and trying to decide what Ani might say if he asked her to go to the creek with him. Did she still hate him? Was she still mad at him? “I know a garden you would like,” he said.
“You do? Nicer than ours?”
“No, not nicer, just different.”
“Where?” she asked, feeling intrigued.
“I’ll take you.”
“You’ll tell me where, first,” she insisted.
“Down at the creek.”
“The creek?”
“Yeah. Haven’t ya ever been to the creek?”
“No.”
“Well, go get your bike and let’s go.”
Ani peered down at the ground and appeared almost ashamed. “I don’t have a bike,” she mumbled.
“Well, I’ll double ya,” Cam offe
