By the time we got to the side of the canal we were slightly out of breath. But we could stop. Stop running. And while we looked at each other we realised the ridiculousness of what we were doing and I laughed a little bit while you kicked a stone that you decided was slightly out of place. It jumped off of the grass where we were standing, hit the concrete side-path, skittered along and plopped into the canal.
“I can’t believe we just did that”, I said.
And you looked back at me, “I know”, you said, “we really did it”!
And then we heard a shout from the main road, “there they are”.
And we started running and although we were probably about to be caught I had never felt so free.
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