They lay in the tall grasses of the field, staring up at the long white vapor trails drawn across the afternoon sky.
Raccoon, sat up, and leaning on his elbow and turned to Owl.
“Were you with Rabbit yesterday?” he asked.
“Someone said they saw you two coming out of the library.”
Owl’s eyes flicked sideways, trying to get a read of the other boy’s face. He couldn’t tell. He knew Raccoon would never admit to having a crush on the girl. Staring up at the sky, he wondered whether he should lie or not.
Another plane traveled overhead.