258 Mild Misunderstandings (2)

Watching the familiar figure walk down the street, I pulled myself out of my daze as I water how her long brown hair bounced against her back, with the loose string on her white summer top.

Quickening my pace after her, moving all of my muscles with lots of effort, as I didn't want to lose sight of her. By the time I caught up with her, I was about talking distance from her, and when I was about to say something, a child suddenly appeared in her arms.

A boy that was about two years old, with brown eyes and blond hair that glowed in the morning light. Rebecca was talking to one of the local farmers with a wide smile on her face and the older lady brightened as she looked at the baby boy.

"Awe, you even brought Darren with you." The market owner said with a huge grin on her face, reaching over the counter to pinch the child's cheek. And not even a couple seconds later the child started crying in annoyance.