Casey
I was having the same dream where I was playing when I tripped and scraped my knee. Then another kid appeared. I remember his bright green eyes.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I wiped my tears away.
“Here,” he got on his knees and kissed where I had scraped my knee, “my mom does that when I get hurt and it makes me feel better”
“My mom tells me to not cry because only girls do that”
“Well aren’t you a girl?”
I didn’t say anything. He stood up and held his hand out to me. I grabbed it and he shocked me when he pulled me into a hug.
“Girl or not. You shouldn’t keep your feelings bottled up like that. If something hurts it’s only natural to want to cry”
He pulled me into his chest, took my hat off and ran his hand through my hair. He cupped my cheeks and looked into my eyes.
“If
