-1Two boys walked out of the back door of their large manor. Each had a broomstick in hand and were on their way to collect the small apples that grew in the wood that surround the house. It was a clear warm day. The sun was shinning the way did only on those long days near the end of summer as though the world would like nothing better then to just stop and relax and enjoy the peace that only the end of summer could bring. They looked to the sky and sighed. They had two more weeks of freedom before returning to their sixth year in school.
