when we were young and free

[Avelina]

Although she had a built-in best friend with Cru, Avelina was excited for her first trip to the playground. She had suggested it (gently) - already more in tune with her mom’s sadness than she probably should be. Maybe if Agetta had an afternoon to herself, she’d feel a little better. None of it made any sense to the young black filly, of course, but surely it couldn’t hurt. And then when they were reunited later, they would be sure to have lots of stories that would make the white mare smile! And that’s all Avelina wanted to see. Now, though, this filly wasn’t smiling at all. Not finding anyone immediately upon arrival, she and her brother had elected to play a game where they would take turns hiding. Only, Cru - even with his bright white coat - seemed to be a lot better at the ‘hiding’ part than she was. She had been wandering around for a while, trying to puzzle out where he had gone. It felt like cheating to call out his name so she settled for wandering through a thicket of trees and whispering it to each trunk - as if he might be around any of them. avelina

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