Smile Like You Mean It
Smile
Jon, returning to his seven year old self, slid down the stairs in a yellow shirt instead of stumbling like usual.
"Are you a six year old today?" asked Spencer.
"Nah," Jon said whilst wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, "I'm a seven year old."
"Nice." Spencer went back to heating soup, which happened to be their breakfasts.
"Smile for once?" the seven year old asked.
"Smile." Jon put his fingers to Spencer's lips and turned them upwards into a smile.
"Are you a six year old today?" asked Spencer.
"Nah," Jon said whilst wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, "I'm a seven year old."
"Nice." Spencer went back to heating soup, which happened to be their breakfasts.
"Smile for once?" the seven year old asked.
"Smile." Jon put his fingers to Spencer's lips and turned them upwards into a smile.