A Walk In The Snow

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"What did you do?" Michael asked. "Played any games?" It was interesting to ask her about details since Maya usually never talked much about her memories of the past. "I'm curious because usually you don't talk about such things much," he explained aloud.

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"I know, sometimes it's hard..." Maya said softly and remembered her time with her mother, "At first we had a picnic and she read me a book as we ate. Afterwards we were running, I think playing tag," She said with a small laugh, "It was really meaningless to play since it was only us two, but we didn't care. I remember this swing set and being on the swings. Mom would push me and then I'd try to push her..." She smiled slightly.

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"That sounds like really good time," Michael said. "I think memories like these are the best."

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Maya nodded, "Yeah, me too." She told him, her smile growing.

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"What do you prefer the most, thinking about the past or thinking about the future?" Michael asked. And as his thoughts naturally formed a logical explanation for the question in his head, he spoke them aloud, "I don't really know why I'm asking this, I just think it would give me some more insight to what kind of person you are."

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"The furture, definitley," Maya said, smiling.

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"That is great, then," Michael said. "Always something to look forward to."

They walked past a large linden, and Michael brushed his shoulder accidentally against a twig. It sprang back, shaking the entire branch and sprinkling snow on the two.

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As snow sprinkled down on them, Maya laughed softly. Looking to Michael and seeing some snow in his hair, she brought of a hand up and ran it through his short locks trying to get the snow out.

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Michael studied her features calmly. Hers was an affectionate gesture, yet he couldn't allow himself to reciprocate on an emotional level. It was even uncomfortable to not being able to, even if he was used to it, anyway.

"I would do the same," he remarked, glancing at her hair, "but I think it looks cute on you."

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Maya looked into Michaels eyes and gave him a smile, her cheeks tinging a bit pink from the compliment, but for the average Joe it looked like it might have just been the cool weather. Knowing Michael, she knew he knew, "Thank you." She said and brought her hand away from his hair and seeing a bit of snow on her fingers she flicked it at him and laughed softly.

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"You're welcome," Michael replied. While they were standing here, he felt no need to go anywhere else, at least not until they would begin to get cold, so he released Maya's hand and instead pulled her closer by the waist.

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Maya looked into Michaels eyes as he pulled her closer, a small smile on her lips. She kept her heart from going a million miles a minute like it always did when she was close to him.

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"Wonder if we're going to freeze to one another if I kiss you right now," Michael made a faint attempt at humor, locking his other arm around Maya's waist. "You feel so small when I do that."

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Maya laughed softly, "I am kind of small," She told him. "You can kiss me if you want. I think freezing together is the least of our worries," She smiled and slowly put her arms around his neck.

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"That is true," Michael agreed, "definitely." He leaned down to kiss her, his breath visible in a small cloud in cold air around them.