'Madi, Madi,' the little redhead giggled, 'where are you. Come out, come out, wherever you are.'
The other girl, the blonde, muffled her giggles with the helm of her sleeve. She took a peek at her friend as she hid behind the large birch tree. The sunlight shone on her head, the lukewarm light made her freckles stand out. She would've been Anne of Green Gables - but blonde.
