The sun was setting over the lake, painting the sky in a mix of orange and gold, and the air was filled with the sound of crickets singing, when suddenly 2 blackbirds flew overhead in circles.
Oh look, mike said.
Do you think seeing these birds is an omen?
Marion laughed.
Your crazy, she said. You have some odd beliefs!
Not as crazy as you, he said punching her playfully on her arm.
I’ll race you the rest of the way home, Marion said laughing again.
Oh god, Mike sighed, you know I’m not able to run, I’m too clumsy and will probably fall flat on my face!
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