I woke up early that Monday morning, wide-eyed and ready to go. We met up in the parking lot at Sportsman's Lake, Cullman's most popular park. We hugged and began walking around some. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the flowers were in full bloom, and all of the people seemed happy.
"So how have you been?" I asked.
"I've been good. I'm so glad it's summer," she said exuberantly.
"Amen to that!" I agreed. "I swear I think I bombed those exams."
"Oh please, you bombing a test? You're, like, the smartest person I know."
"Thank you, but my dear, you highly overestimate my intelligence," I laughed.
"Perhaps," she grinned.
I pulled out my camera and turned it on.
"A picture to commemorate our freedom!" I shouted.
"No! Don't take my picture!" she squealed, running away. I chased her all across the park, likely irritating a few people in the process. I took a lot of pictures that day. She finally stopped running and allowed me to get some good pictures, most of which were very goofy. Over all we had a great day. We enjoyed the beautiful weather, each other's company, and the chance to catch up.
"So how long are you going to be here?" I asked
"I'm here all week!" she said cheerfully.
"Great! Maybe we can have the chance to hang out again before you leave," I mused.
"How about tonight?" she suggested.
"Sounds great," I agreed. "I'll bring my laptop too and I can transfer all the pictures."
"Awesome," she said. "See you tonight!"
We parted ways and I headed home to pack and prepare for a fun night.