Bobby had gotten out of another day of manual labour this summer, by once again babysitting Kelsey. She was a little girl who lived down the road from the Caldwell's and he had known her since he was 5 and she was born. Babysitting was not exactly every 13 year old boy's activity of choice, but working on the farm was tedious and sometimes he needed a day off. Truth be told, he also liked the little girl, she was funny and sweet, so it wasn't exactly hard to look after her for an afternoon here or there. Even Ana didn't mind if on their lazy days they were accompanied by Kelsey, she was just easy to deal with.
He found himself today in one of the pastures, laying on his back, looking up at the clouds and thinking about a girl named Maggie. She had been looking cute at the end of the school year and he was wondering if he might have a shot come September, when Kelsey decided to jump on him. He was startled, but then laughed, "Fine!" He knew better than to say no, it either led to her just being a brat or crying, neither was a good option. Sitting up, he picked her up and stood her up in front of him. Standing up himself, he lifted her over his shoulders.
Letting her put the crown on his head, he started walking back to the farm house knowing it was almost supper time, and his Mum would kill him if they were late. "So what does the princess want for dinner?"