"Come on, Granny!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Granny laughed, not minding the incessant pulling on her hand.
"I wanna turn the water on," Maggie said, rushing to the faucet, tripping over the hose in the process. Picking herself up and brushing her knees off, she continued undeterred. A little fall wasn't about to keep Maggie out of the pool today. She had been waiting all week for the rain to
so she could splash in the little pink pool Granny had bought.
"Are you okay?" Granny asked.
"I'm okay," Maggie assured her, turning toward the house to hide the trickle of blood seeping down her skinned knee.
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