"You're it," he told her.
"I'm not playing tag in this c-c-cold water."
"No, I mean you're It, the one I want, the one I'm going to chase, the one who's going to need me. So consider this fair warning."
She grinned at him like an idiot. If he only knew how long and how desperately she had wanted to be his. She blinked moisture away, unsure if it was quarry water or tears of joy.
Excerpt from "The Stone Forest" by Karen Harper.
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