Cory and Topanga walked hand in hand down the long winding pavement path of the park. Sunlight shown through the canopy of bright green leaves overhead. The couple were as happy as always, which was very.
Cory tugged Topanga off course to the left to sit on a bench. They say, starring at the trees, silently loving each other. Just then Topanga felt her phone buzz in her jeans pocket. She slid it out and pressed the round button on the bottom section. A notification appeared on the screen. It was a text from Amy, her husband Cory's mother. It read, Morgan says she has news to tell us. Can you and Cory be at the house in an hour?
"Hey, Cory," Topanga tapped her husband on the shoulder and angled the phone screen towards him.
"Yeah?" He asked, smiling at her nicely.
"Your mom wants us to be home in an hour. She said Morgan had something to tell us all."
"Okay." Shrugged Cory. He looked back up at the canopy of trees and exhaled relaxingly. Topanga leaned over and put her head on his shoulder. She closed her eyes wondering what it was that Morgan wanted to tell everyone.
