The trees on the shore almost grew at a ninety-degree angle into the soil. The branches were lush, touching the water, casting large shadows.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the surrounding birds and flowers made it exceptionally peaceful and beautiful.
The teachers organized the queue, and Grace Winter and Helena stood at the end of the line.
Helena reached out and touched Grace Winter's hat, curiously saying, "Grace, it seems there's something in your hat."
"What?" Grace Winter instinctively looked back but couldn't see, "Help me see what's in there."
Helena helped her take out the contents of the hat and curiously said, "Isn't this your White Rabbit candy? Who put it in there?"
Grace Winter thought for a moment, unsure, "It should be Hayes Edwards."
She slept too groggily on the bus and couldn't remember.
The teacher held up a flag and led the students through the gate.
