[Where had Pokey been, these past few days? He had promised that he'd talk and tell him everything (surely there was lots and lots to tell) soon... wasn't it soon? It was later, at least. Sooner than later?
Monday after school, Picky went to the park like he had gotten in the habit of doing. Maybe he'd swing on the swings. Maybe he'd find someone to play ball with him.]
...hey! Pokey!
[Or maybe he'd find his brother. Grinning from ear to ear, he breaks into a run and dashes over to him.]
Park
Monday after school, Picky went to the park like he had gotten in the habit of doing. Maybe he'd swing on the swings. Maybe he'd find someone to play ball with him.]
...hey! Pokey!
[Or maybe he'd find his brother. Grinning from ear to ear, he breaks into a run and dashes over to him.]