"It's been a long time. I wasn't sure if you'd still like it or not." He might have decided he'd outgrown that. It would have been a shame. Pansy was glad he hadn't.
She slid down to the end of the bench to give him room to stretch out. "Then lie down and I'll play with your hair while you tell me a story like we used to do." Pansy smiled and patted her lap after smoothing down her skirt.