Bridge To Terabithia

A Place Just For Us
Jess and Leslie turned and ran up over the empty field behind the old Perkins place
and down to the dry creek bed that separated the farmland from the woods.
There was an old crab apple tree there, just at the bank of the creek bed, from which someone long forgotten had hung a rope.
They took turns swinging across the gully on the rope.
It was a glorious autumn day, and if you looked up as you swung, it gave you the feeling of floating.
Jess leaned back and drank the rich, clear color of the sky.
He was drifting, drifting like a fat white lazy cloud across the blue.
“Do you know what we need?” Leslie called to him.
Intoxicated as he was with the heavens, he couldn’t imagine needing anything on earth.
“We need a place,” she said, “just for us. It would be so secret that we would never tell anyone in the whole world about it.”
Jess came swinging back and dragged his feet to stop.
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