“Okay. But first I want to show you the sidewalk we made.” He threads his small fingers through mine and pulls me off the gravel driveway to the freshly poured walkway. Like, I think it might actually still be wet. When we get closer, the wet concrete confirms my suspicions. I can smell that chalky scent permeating the surrounding air, but it’s what’s decorating the walkway that stops me in my tracks. There are shiny stones pressed into the concrete, laid out in the shapes of hearts, running the full length of the walkway. “Plain was boring. So we decorated! They’re like that day we used chalk
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