“Oh my God, Shan, quit being a wuss!”
“I can’t, it’s too high!” I yelled down at my brother, who was safe on the ground. I don’t know why I let him talk me in to doing stupid things like this.
“C’mon, Shanny, just put your foot in the holes and jump when you get to the last one,” CJ egged on.
Anytime he was around and asked me to do something, the fear inside of me went away. “Okay.”
“Holy crap, are you all right?” My brother asked, as the sky spun behind his and CJ’s heads.
“My head hurts really bad.”
“Dang, I’ll go and get Mom. Can you stay with her, CJ?” He nodded his head, and then helped me sit up. He kept looking at me funny with his eyes; eyes that were the color of chocolate.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I was looking at the small dots across your face. What are they?”
I placed my hands over my face, and rubbed my cheeks, wishing they would come off. “My mommy calls them ‘freckles’ and I hate them.”
“Because people are always teasing me about them. Mom said I got them from being in the sun too much.”
“So let’s call them sun kisses! The sun loved your face so much, it left little kisses behind.”
I giggled so hard, that it made my head hurt more. CJ was almost thirteen, like my older brother, but he made me feel fuzzy inside.