The number of people that sat outside during lunch seemed to dwindle a little more every day. Winter was on its way. Tim and his cousin Kara were among the few who were willing to brave the fall chill. Tim was now an 8th grader and his final year of middle school was not proving to be as dreadful as everyone had said it would be. Kara was a grade younger than Tim and appreciated how kind Tim was to her; they ate lunch together outside every day. The sun brought Tim joy. Sitting outside on the grass, he could snag only a few moments of sunlight – as the large clouds passed in and out of view of the sun. When the sun passed behind a cloud, its light and heat faded imperceptibly. But as it burst through the clouds again, he was filled immediately with warmth, and the world burst with color. The large soccer field popped with green, Kara’s blond hair shone like gold, and goosebumps prickled across Tim’s back and arms. Sometimes the sun stayed so long that when Tim bent over – his blac...
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