The Apple Orchard, a Corn Maze, and Some Cat and Mouse

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Those simple sweet moments of childhood.

Submitted: May 30, 2012

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A giggle catches in my throat as I sprint as fast as I can.  I run past rows and rows of trees, all ripe for the picking.  I’m tempted to slow in order to grab an especially large honey crisp, but the pounding of your footsteps behind me encourages me to keep moving.

I see the corn maze ahead.  I make a sharp turn so as to catch you off-guard.  My little body corners through the branches much smoother than yours.  Your laugh rumbles as you skid past where I turned.  I smile to myself, proud to have stayed ahead this long.

Then the maze is upon me.  An attendant at the entrance begins her greeting.  I call a “hello” and an “excuse me, sorry, we’re playing tag and he’s it” to her as I charge onwards.  I hope she wasn’t offended.

A fork in the path comes up.  I turn left, then right, then left again.  I whiz past people, not really remembering where I’m coming from, only where I can go next.  My legs are starting to tingle, but it only makes me want to run faster.  Even though my breath gasps, I can’t stop laughing.  I am having the best time with you today. 

I gasp and before I can stop, I smash head first into a dead end.  It didn’t hurt, really.  I turn and tip toe back towards the path.

You jump out at me suddenly.  I scream and laugh and make a desperate attempt to dart past you.  But you are quick and scoop me up in your arms.  More laughter escapes my lips and my tummy hurts from all the running and laughing.

You spin me around and around in circles.  You press a raspberry kiss to my cheek and I quickly wipe it away.  You smile and set me down.  You hold out your hand and I take it without a second thought.  Side by side we set out to find the exit to this corn maze.  I take a peek up at you.  Your cheeks are red from chasing me. 

I take a deep breath of crisp autumn air and confidently announce, “I think it’s this way.”  You nod and gesture your other hand as if to tell me to lead the way.  I grin bigger than ever, hoping I never grow up.  I had the best day ever with you today. 


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