Miko said nothing for a few moments as she stood in the middle of a lush field, her flower dress fluttering in the wind. Brushing a few strands of pink hair out of her face, she struggled to look about the massive field for her childhood best friend.
Today is the day, she thought to herself as the earth loomed over head, she wondered if she could touch it before familar sounds of rustling grass interrupted her thoughts.
"Sorry, I'm late Miko." the young eight year old spoke for a moment as Miko dusted her dress.
"Had a fight with the price again did you?" Miko asked as she shuffled in her teddy bear purse of a napkin.