How Green Becomes Wood

Dark shook his head, still gently running his fingers through Ivy's hair, "If you had started at A, I would be tempted to tell you to plan dates alphabetically. I suppose you could skip C and go straight to D, to claim you intentionally skipped your initials."
 
"I guess we could skip H, too," Alec mused. "But what about Claire's initials?" He frowned thoughtfully. "I don't know her middle name. I should ask. Anyway! It's too late for that because we're going to the park to search for Newts." He sighed happily and squeezed his new bear. "It's a lovely time to be alive."
 
"Are they amphibians? Huh. Well, at school, I heard someone talking about a scavenger hunt with newts. You go and find little statues of newts following newt clues," Alec grinned. "It sounded cool and unique and like something she might enjoy."
 
"Little life-sized statues of newts. Or salamanders. Whatever they are," Alec said, waving his hand lightly. He gave his bear another hug and then wrapped him up in the shirt again.
 
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