I laugh as the swing picks up speed. He laughs back. It is like we are two kindergardners at a playground. I feel my hair fly and I close my eyes. I am now flying. I feel free as a bird and suddenly I feel Chris stop pushing. I open my eyes to see him standing infront of me.

“Jump!â€? He yells to me. “I’ll catch you!â€?

“Your crazy!â€? I yell back, giggling.
“Oh comon. I wont let you fall, I promise.â€?

I give in and jump. He runs and catches me around the waist. His hands a gently grasping my hips like he is lifting up a father. He smiles at me and puts me down.

“I told you I would catch you,â€? He says in a I-told-ya-so voice.

“That was really fun!â€? I say laughing really hard.

“I am glad, wanna do it again?â€?

“Sure!â€?

I hop back on and do it two more times and he catches me just the same everytime.

“I should be going,â€? I say after the thought hits me after the third jump.

“Oh… ya…â€? He frowns.