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“No, actually it’s mine.”
“Nuh uh, your mom gave it to me.”
“It wasn’t hers to give.”
“Jackson, it’s a Harley with a sunflower on it. I’m the Harley, and she’s the sunflower.”
“No, the Harley signifies adventure with the sunflower being my mom. Meaning my mom would be along for the ride with me. She gave this to me years ago.”
“Well, she gave it to me last year.”
“What else has she given you?”
I frowned at his question, but immediately tried to hide it.
“What was that?”
“What?” I reached for the pin, ignornin’ his question to the sudden change in my expression. He lifted his arm up higher and away from me. “Give it back.”
“Not a chance.”
“It’s mine!”
“Not anymore.”
“Jacks—”
“What else has my mom given you?”
“Ugh! Fine! I’ll just take it!” With that, I tackled him, but it only lasted for a second. He effortlessly flipped us, and my back hit the shingles with a hard thud.
Ouch.
Now, he was layin’ on top of me.
Holdin’ me completely captive.
JACKSON
Why wouldn’t she answer my question? What was she hiding?
I’ve always been impulsive.
Never thinking about the consequences to my actions.
I went with what I was feeling, always.
Going straight to what would drive her wild, I tickled her ribs. She thrashed around, screaming and laughing all at the same time.
“Shhh…” I ordered. “Hush up, or people are going to hear you.”
“Then stop torturin’ me!”
“I said, shhh…”
I sat on her thighs and gripped her wrists, placing them above her head. She whipped around a few more times to no avail before finally giving up, laughing too hard to fight.
I laughed too.
