A walk in the beautiful English countryside was just what the doctor had ordered for Patsy and Delia. The fresh air engulfed them and their laughter floated on the breeze for miles around. The shining sun gave the girls the massive vitamin D dose that their bodies required as their days spent indoors on the hospital wards had severely depleted their stores.
Pausing beside the lake that they had happened across, the pair tucked into the small picnic they brought with them, enjoying the feeling of the warm sand underneath where they sat. Many pictures were taken, both of the view and of the girls, pulling funny faces and attempting to skim rocks over the waters surface; truly enjoying their time in a phone signal-less area.
"This is such a beautiful place Patsy," Delia spoke around the mouthful of cake she had started to munch her way through.
Patsy smiled and leant over to Delia, placing a kiss on her lips, "it certainly is my love; however, I fear if I stay still for too long I will end up burnt to a crisp!" She pulled her thin scarf around her shoulders in attempt to ward off the rays of sun.
Delia stood and pulled Patsy towards the shade of the trees, but the movement caused Patsy to lose grip of her scarf. The light material got caught on the breeze and swiftly tangled itself in one of the higher up branches of the trees at the edge of the lake.
"Oh dear, sorry Pats," Delia blushed, "give me a second, I might be able to reach that."
Patsy bit back a laugh at the following visions of her, rather short, girlfriend trying to jump and retrieve the scarf. Delia's eyes scanned the base of the tree and her brow furrowed at the complete lack of footing she found.
"Right you, get over here," she shouted towards Patsy.
"Charming. I'll remember that rather unaffectionate wording later…" Patsy's sentence was cut short as Delia pulled her down for a kiss which Patsy welcomed gladly until she realised it was just a rouse to have her bend over. Before she knew what had happened, Delia was on Patsy's back, legs wrapped tightly around her waist, arms reaching high for the scarf.
"Aw Pats, even your gigantic height isn't doing us much good here…" Patsy could hear the pout in her love's voice and sighed. Standing on her tiptoes, Patsy hoisted Delia as far up her back as she could manage without toppling over. Delia let out a squeal off delight as she realised what Patsy was doing.
"Oh I'm nearly there, damn scarf, I've…nearly…got…it…" with both girls stretching as tall as they could, Delia let out a shout of triumph.
"I got it, I got it Pats!" Delia relaxed down onto Patsy's back and wrapped her hands around Patsy's neck, placing a kiss onto the part of the redheads face she could reach.
"Well done, Deels, thanks for getting it back, albeit it is your fault it ended up there in the first place!"
"Details, details," harrumphed Delia who proceeded to wrap the scarf back around Patsy's shoulders as the taller woman made her way back to where they had parked the car.
The conversation flowed easily, the girls greeting other walkers as they passed by, all the while sticking to the shaded area of the path. Delia reached up occasionally, running her hands through the leaves on the trees, enjoying her new perspective on the world from so high up.
On reaching the far end of the car park, Delia put her newfound height to good use in locating where they had abandoned the car before undertaking their walk. It was only as Delia settled back down, chin resting on Patsy's shoulder, with Patsy adjusting her grip on Delia's legs, that Patsy realised what had happened.
"Why did I just allow you to use me as a pack-mule by carrying you all the way back to the car?!" asked an incredulous Patsy as she stopped short of the parking space.
"Because I got your scarf back," stated Delia bluntly.
"Ah yes, how could I have forgotten?!" Patsy exclaimed, catching Delia off guard as she swiftly swung the small Welshwoman round onto her front, pinning her between her body and the car door.
"I have no idea how you could forget," giggled Delia, wrapping her hands around Patsy's neck and her legs around her hips.
"My hero," Patsy breathed as she leant forward and captured Delia's lips in a kiss, smiling as she felt Delia pull her in closer, leveraging herself on Patsy's scarf.