She was stacking bowls on the table for ice cream and cake when lights turned into the drive.
He dropped his hand from her body before he turned into a liar about letting her choose.
A shadow fell over her and she turned into the sun, shading her eyes with a gloved hand.
"You've turned into a man overnight," she said softly, ruffling his hair.
His knife blade grazed her once and turned into a feather that he flung away.