One dark red hair in a tangled mess and one a bright blond hair in curls; two young women often mistaken for childlike are observing a plot of land for appropriateness. Rekah?s and Taneth?s hands were one their hips and their feet were shoulder-width apart as they looked over a grassy knoll by a large oak tree and a lake somewhere in the not so near distance. Neither spoke as their heads turned from left to right simultaneously in their observance.

?It might work, Rekah,? Taneth finally said. ?What do you think? It would be good for the first of our tea parties. We could make them themed! This time a picnic and the next one could be like a jungle!?

Taneth bounced up and down with the ideas and turned to look at Rekah with enthusiasm. ?Do you like it? What do you want to do??