The Witness

A mosquito buzzes next to your ear. You swat the annoying thing and look around. The big oak tree sways in the gentle breeze, seeming to whisper as its leaves rustle and shiver. It is July 7, and your birthday. You just got back to Des Moines, as you went to Texas to visit your grandparents. Having enough relaxing time, you decide to hop down from the tree. You walk up the hill and see your best friend. You walk up to him. "Hey, you want me to show you that new frozen yogurt place that opened up down the street?"he says.