"where are we supposed to find something yellow?" she asked as we rode past the park.

"think outside the box," i explained. "if you find something that's easy, the fun disappears."

she considered my thoughts and after hesitation, she nodded her head.

"let's try the thrift store on 22nd street," she suggested.

i followed her down twisted roads and hidden passageways, never doubting her.

the thrift store quickly approached us and as soon as we arrived, we threw our bikes on the ground and ran inside.

i watched her scan through the clothes, her blue eyes focusing on the t-shirts.

she had her tongue sticking out ever so slightly and her eyebrows were furrowed.

i could have admired her longer.

but, there was a task at hand and i needed to focus.

i turned the corner, almost bumping into olivia.

our eyes met for a pure second, but then we both looked away and continued scavenging through the toy section.

"aha!" she called, pulling down a blob from the top shelf.

as i looked closer, i could see that it was a plush sun.

and, it was completely yellow.

well, it used to be.

she thrusted her fist into the air and span in a circle, a lazy smile on her face.

"what was the next one again?" she asked as i payed for the plush toy.

"something that lights up," i reminded her.

we walked out of the store and picked up our bikes.

"to the hardware store!" i shouted, pointing my finger in front of me.

she biked up beside me, a melodious giggle escaping her lips.

"to the hardware store!" she repeated, using the same tone i had used.