And so we near the end.
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"I'm sorry."
"Trance," Harper looked at her exasperatedly, "What I mean is you don't have to do everything Dylan says. Dance to the beat of your own drum!"
"But, but, but, I don't have a drum!" Trance stated in horror, her legs stopping their swinging. "I lost my drum!"
Looking at him all innocently with those big wide eyes, Harper couldn't stay mad. He couldn't hold in his laughter either. Maybe because it took his strength not to run over and hug her.
"Well that's not very nice! It's not my fault if I don't have one. And do I even know how to dance? Stop laughing at me Harper! Harper!" Trance pouted and crossed her arms.
"No trance, I just…. Look, never mind, okay? Just sometimes it's alright to do things because you want to, without worrying about it first."
She cocked her head. "Soooo…, like, if I want to do something because I want to and I think it will feel good and make me happy, and someone else happy. And I think it's what the other person wants to. And I think I feel like it's right, I should try it." She asked brightening up, "Right?"
"Right!" Harper said grinning like crazy, glad that his point was getting across. And excited that she was listening to his opinion.
Trance hopped off of the bar, "That wasn't how the story ended."
"Huh? What story Trance?"
"The fairy tale. That wasn't how it really ended."
"Then how did it end? Let me guess, the princess and the king fell in love and the maiden and the warrior fell in love and the witch and some wizard fell in love and the knight was left to grow old and fat and look after a local tavern."
"No. One day the princess was feeling lonely so she snuck out of the castle t visit the knight. He was in a grumpy mood but she was okay with that because he was pretty and funny and made her stomach feel all happy. So they talked for awhile and finally the princess got up the nerve to tell the knight something."
"What did she tell him?"
"She said I love you."