The Walk

We walked through our forest today, the little boy and I. He chattered in his clear, feisty voice while we made our way to the vegetable garden. He gasped with delight when he saw a bright yellow pineapple. "Oh pineapple! My best friend!"
"Smell it." I held it out for him and his little nose wrinkled with pleasure. "Just imagine yourself munching this on the beach," I said. He giggled and hugged the fruit when I handed it to him.
"Take it home," I said. He suddenly turned to me and hugged me and his spiky friend tightly: "I love you SOOO much!"