I smile and roll my eyes, knowing he does not like the sound of that. "Okay." I say. I look outside and see how beautiful it is. "It is so pretty out. I am going to lay out on the beach, would you like to join me?" I ask.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
'Hush, hush!' I whispered; 'people can have many cousins and of all sorts, Miss Cathy, without being any the worse for it; only they needn't keep their company, if they be disagreeable and bad. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights