Tris & Four; The First Year

Grass – Words: 80

She was never used to the feel of grass beneath her feet, but with the heat and humidity, the coolness of the grass was welcome. Tris watched as Four dozed on the blanket next to her. Amity was often their quiet secluded escape, humid and private. She watched as his face took on the usual innocence it always did as he slept, reminding her of how young he really was, and in that moment, like every moment, she loved him.