My mom grins, sheepishly as a slight blush creeps on her face and my dad grabs her by her shoulders, turning her around and her eyes land on an empty ice rink outside. The walls are white and the ice has skating marks going each and every way. A shining luminous light reflects off the snow covered trees.
Gleaming brightly as they sway in a side-to-side motion, watching brown squirrels chase each other around in the snow, making tiny and fairly deep holes in the ground. A large, green Christmas tree with slowly fading colorful lights glow, dazzlingly and blinding their eyes all the way down from the top to the bottom.
My mom's eyes widen and her jaw drops a little. "Remember when we were fifteen years old?" He asked and she nods her head. "This is the exact ice rink you took me, where we first started developing little butterflies in our stomach." He began to run his fingers across her stomach, tapping the pads of his fingers on her stomach, gingerly like it was a drum.
"You know I'm ticklish by my stomach. "She yelps and squirms under his touch and he stops.
"I know," he pauses and unwraps his arm from around her and takes off his backpack, pulling out two ice blue and white skates and handing my mom the smallest size, "now let's see if I'm better at this then when we were fifteen." She smiles ear to ear as they sat down and he pulled out a blue winter coat, slipping it on my mom including gloves and a hat. "I don't want you to get sick."
The wind tossed the snowflakes with force against their faces, causing my mom to smile with delight. Within a few minutes, the playful, frisky wind turned into a snarling beast hurling tiny pellets of pain at their lightly red stinging cheeks. The coat, hat and gloves that had seemed so warm when my dad gave them to my mom gave no resistence to the roaring wind seeking to kill her with breath of wind and ice. Her numbing feet slipped into the ice skates, slowly and the excitement mixed with fear propelled her on towards the ice.
She slid on the ice, waiting for my dad before she did a small spin, pushing herself up and off the ground and jumping in the air feeling the cold icy wind blow past them, pricking along their skin and sinking down to their bones. A bitter gust of air hits my mom's nose, causing her to shiver and land on the ground with her right foot out and the left foot on the ice. All she could hear was the sound of her ice skates gliding across the ice and my dad yelling her name in an ear-piercing voice.
She stops, lifting an eye brow as she saw my dad struggling to get his balance with his arms swinging back and forth, and side to side. When he makes it to the middle he looks around for her, shouting. "Come help me!" She bites her lip as she skates toward him and circles around him for a few seconds, teasing him with her left leg off the ice and into the air. "Don't you dare do that." He tried to keep a straight face but when he moved his foot to come toward her, his foot went right and caused him to almost fall on the ice.
He grips onto my mom's arms before pulling her closer to him, messing up her balance. She slowly skates to the wall with my dad attached to her back. "How on earth are you so good at this?" He muttered behind her and she rolls her eyes as he detaches himself off my back and stumbles to the wall.
"I learned from my mom when I was little before my parents died in the car crash." She glances over at him, meeting his gaze as she skates back out to the middle and spins around a few times. A few seconds later my dad's strong hands wrap around her waist pulling her into a hug, carefully. "Did you skate over here?" She asked in a gentle voice.
He grins. "I might have slipped a few times but I got to you." She claps her hands, causing him to swing them around. "Do you think you could teach me how to do this? I'm sure this isn't going to our last time doing this. "
"Do you know how to roller skate? Cause it's kind of the same thing." He shakes his head and she got out of his grip, going behind him and placing her hands on his upper arms. "Relax and keep your legs as steady as possible and when you find your balance, start out slow and don't stiffen your body it just makes everything so much harder. Bend your knees, lean forward, and with your strong foot push outward in a diagonal direction. Make sure the skates are parallel with each other and when you want to stop. Bend your knees slightly inward and then push outward with one or both of your feet."
"That's is a lot to remember." He groans, deeply and she shakes her head.
"No it's not," she replies," don't worry I will be right next to you I promise." They inhale in the breezy air before he slowly pushing his right leg and my mom follows behind him. He pushes his other leg and bends his knees, leaning forward causing him to gain more speed. She lets go of his back and follows beside him, before he intertwined their fingers together, skating next to each other and picking up the speed every few minutes.
When he gave her the signal that he wanted to stop, she let go of his hand and he tried to do what she told him but he ran into the wall. He fell on his butt and she quickly skated over to him. "Looks like you need a little help with stopping." She suggested and he nods before pushing himself off the ice and they make their way off the ice. After my mom got her black boots back on she stood up and felt the freezing wind blow by her.
My dad smiles as they slowly start to walk back to his car. When they both got into the car my dad starts the car, causing the car to slowly starts to warm up as my mom runs her bare hands together. Her hands were beat red and were stinging with coldness. She stared out the window and found herself smiling before my dad slowly pulled her hands apart and placed them in his warm, bare hands.
"Why didn't you put on the gloves?" She shrugs before he closes their hands together and places his lips against the palm of her hands. "Next time you better wear those gloves or I will tickle you." He mumbles on her hands causing her to laugh.
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