The harbor was a wonderful place for anyone and everyone to go and have a good time. There was plenty to enjoy; the harbor had wonderfully plush grass to sit on or play games on, seating by the water, snacks and drinks, and sometimes even music. Night or day, the locals were never disappointed with a trip to the harbor. One fine evening, just around sunset, Mrs. Parker and her young son, Thomas, decided to travel down to the harbor to enjoy the view and spend some quality time together at one of their favorite spots. There was a perfect opening of grass left in the warm setting sun, so they didn’t hesitate to lay their blanket down there and claim the spot as their own.
Before they knew it, they were both engrossed in the intense game of catch they had begun to play. When she was at the point of nearly collapsing from exhaustion, Mrs. Parker went to go fetch some unsweetened iced tea for Thomas and herself. But Thomas, being the restless and ever energetic child that he was, decided that he didn’t want to stop having a good time. Thomas wandered far over to the edge where the water met the land, and just started to let his mind run wild. He looked off into the distance at the gleaming lights. Before his mind could tell him any better, he was halfway around the harbor, over the massive bridge, and into the heart of the city. He paused a moment, and looked at the path that he had traveled. For a fleeting moment, he was scared that he had no idea where he was or where his mother was. But seeing the beauty of the lights, and being so free, was a wonderful rush.
Lost in his thoughts, he hardly noticed when he heard the frantic footsteps of his mother behind him. She scooped him up in her arms, kissing him relentlessly out of worry and anger. However, soon Mrs. Parker realized that her son had a carefree spirit, and was just exploring the beautiful world that we live in.
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