They all sat in a group, each doing their own thing.
Carrie was reading a book upside down, raccoon eyes watering. Sammy wasn’t sure if the lady was trying to be a clown or an abused animal. She could pull off either. Fred was picking flowers, humming happily as he tied them into Barney’s hair. She stared at the two of them for a bit before looking over at Ted. Sammy blinked. Where’d he go?
Standing, dusting off her pants, Sammy eyed her surroundings.
She found him cowering against a tree with Riley’s armpit in his face.
“Smell it!” Riley screamed, shoving her forearm against the tree.
From where Sammy stood, she heard Ted sob. Sammy was sure he’d be scrubbing his face with anti-bacterial soap for months to come. Rubbing her palm against her face, she heard Riley yell, “Smell it, I said! Smell it!”
Somewhere in the distance, laughter rang clear and loud.