River

From your seated position you look up at the elegant young woman. You ask softly:

“Have you ever been down to the river?”.

She laughs and holds her hand out to help you up. It seems she knows how absurd it will be to try to lift you. You take her hand and she tries very hard, but can barely help at all. While both of you laugh you simply stand up on your own.

“The river, of course I’ve been to the river. It’s one of the five things there are to do in this village”.

You both continue laughing, after all she’s not wrong. This is not exactly the village of opportunity. You try to reign her back in.

“Well if you’re not busy that’s where I’m going; I’ve been having a lot of fun with you today”.

She tilts her head a little bit in recognition; as if the gears were turning slower in her head. She is no fool, but you haven’t given her reason to be suspicious of your intentions.

“You know what? I will join you. Be nice to get away for a bit. One of my moms will pay you when we get back”.