“We should write our names,” Hugh declared, dragging me from my thoughts. “Huh?” “Our names,” he explained, smiling warmly. “We should write them in the tarmac.” “Oh.” Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I offered him a bright smile and focused all my attention on him. “Okay.” Using the pointy end of the stick he’d found, Hugh scraped the letter H into the tarmac. “Here.” He passed me the stick and pointed to the + symbol next to his letter H. “Make sure you dig your L deep. Otherwise, it’ll fade.” Grabbing the stick, I set to work on carving the letter L into the tarmac next to his, while
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