I nod and let go of her, kissing her cheek, "See ya 'round?" I ask, "I heard there's this huge camping trip that the teens like us are going on. Are you going?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The grand in the hotel rings with broken tunes; the guests frown; the concierge winces. But the blue-hatted boy is happy and braver than they. — TheMythMaster