HEATH’S POV
The child began to slow down now, letting Vina close the distance between them.
Bold of her to think she’d win so easily, though.
His cheeks puffed out with the readiness for mischief. With a playful glint in his eyes, he blew a loud raspberry in her direction—a warrior's jest, if you will.
I had expected Vina to halt in her tracks at his cheeky taunt, perhaps to regain her composure and gracefully ignore his childish provocation.
Never had I anticipated her actual response, though.
Shocked by his sheer audacity, Vina paused only for a moment before she too puffed out her cheeks, returning the favor with an equally spirited raspberry.
Her retaliatory burst carried the seriousness of someone who had mastered the art of playful defiance.
The race around the field resu
