53. Chase

UGH. She didn’t know how she’d been volunteered to be a glorified baby sitter. But every summer she had a new kid at her house – this year, it was young Amelia her cousin’s kid. Great. Thank you, extended family for shipping kids off to me.

She was a little grouchy. She didn’t want to have chase after a troublesome little kid. And that’s what Amelia was. She was constantly putting paint or soap in fountains. The girl was a handful.

Chasing her was a workout. “Amelia, I’ve got you” she laughed as she danced with the little girl she’d caught.