Story of the day. Ever had a moment like this? (Note: their names aren't actually Lewis and Dotty)
"Hey, guys, we have to go..." I trailed off, wondering why?
Lewis and Dotty stood in the center of Lewis' room, gripping hands and circling. Lewis' red-brown curls were flying like a lion as she whipped her head away from the small squishy pillow Dotty swung at her head. In reply, she did her best to hit Dotty with the Macy's bag in her grip. With the bag being empty, it did about as much damage as a feather, swinging lazily in Dotty's direction like it had all the time in the world, despite the apparent force behind Lewis' arm.
My younger sisters were freaks.
Dotty's brown hair just past her shoulders was covered by a white woven winter hat with a fluffy ball on the head, and the strings swung as the Macy's bag barely brushed them. She didn't even flinch, while Lewis ducked hurriedly as the round purple pillow veered through the spot where her head had previously been
A Macy's bag versus a squishy purple pillow, it obviously wasn't a fair fight.
"Um," I said uncertainly, wondering if I should ask. In the end, I decided I shouldn't, and that I really didn't care. I could tell they weren't really fighting, because they were laughing and grinning hysterically. Strange things happened at my house.
Dotty glimpsed me and she grinned excitedly, giving Lewis an opening to scrap the bag across her face, as much good as that did. When they circled around, Dotty swinging the pillow at Lewis, it was Lewis' turn to see me and she smiled manically, her freckled face's cheekbones rising. The pillow hit her in the face as she got distracted, and they both laughed, ignoring me.
I backed away slowly, deciding to leave them to their fun. Some questions were better left unanswered.
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