Steve and the Kite

Steve ran fast and loved the wind. He brought a red kite to the hill.

"You hold the string," he said. "I will run. When I shout, let out a little line."

The kite wobbled, then climbed. Rose's heart beat fast — but it felt exciting, not scary.

"You're doing it!" Steve called.

Rose grinned. The kite danced like a flag in the sky.