"The sky is so pristine blue with soft white clouds. The weather feels like a gentle caress of summer without the fiery heat. The Lake mirrors the sky above. A soft breeze rippled her long wavy hair. Eyes close, she smells the fresh dew of the morning droplets. She opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings. Meters from her stood a log cabin, inviting her with its homey vibe and the comfort it provides under its roof . . . and she thought . . . maybe she could live here . . . it's not so bad . . . or maybe––ouch!"
Lilybella rubbed her reddened forehead. Her cheeks puffed as she looked at Daniel, who just flicked her forehead.
"What are you mumbling there like an idiot? Hurry up and help clean the house. We have a lot of work to do. Stop daydreaming," Daniel said and fixed the firewood in his hands.
Lilybella grinned. "Ehehehe. I'm just narrating what teacher feels at the moment."
