[It's enough to make the woman laugh again, a barking too-loud-but-so-very-Lup kind of laugh, the kind that shakes her whole body against his, leaves her skinny shoulders trembling with aftershocks.]
Lemme guess - [She giggles out between words, still pressed up to his side, completely refusing to budge.] It's the grass, right? I'm bettin' it's the damn grass.
[Her hand snakes out from beneath his jacket to tap out a quick rhythm against his wrist, glittering nails flashing in the low light left between them. The giggling finally dies down and there's nothing but complete confidence left in Lup's tone.]
I totally win. [Lup doesn't need to hear if she's actually right. They both know there's nothing else to look at out here in the middle of nowhere.]
I was thinking more of a game that wasn't made for actual infants. Like, a story telling game. Best day, worst day.
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Lemme guess - [She giggles out between words, still pressed up to his side, completely refusing to budge.] It's the grass, right? I'm bettin' it's the damn grass.
[Her hand snakes out from beneath his jacket to tap out a quick rhythm against his wrist, glittering nails flashing in the low light left between them. The giggling finally dies down and there's nothing but complete confidence left in Lup's tone.]
I totally win. [Lup doesn't need to hear if she's actually right. They both know there's nothing else to look at out here in the middle of nowhere.]
I was thinking more of a game that wasn't made for actual infants. Like, a story telling game. Best day, worst day.