Eddie Charlotte

dandelions are my favorite

Louis knelt at the edge of the pond. The water was a murky brown color. He stared into the water, trying to catch a glimpse of the life that lived down there. The hot July sun beat down on him and beads of sweat rolled down his face. It didn’t help that he wore that furry hat. Even when the temperatures climbed well above 90℉, he wouldn’t take it off. A frown grew on his face as thoughts, of Cora and Belle trying to take his hat away from him, bubbled up in his mind.